Launching your small fishing boat on a small lake at the crack of dawn....the silence of the lake, the occasional splash of the fish you are out to catch, the trolling motor quietly taking you away from the shore line.
And the smell of the burning engine fuel.Launching your small fishing boat on a small lake at the crack of dawn....the silence of the lake, the occasional splash of the fish you are out to catch, the trolling motor quietly taking you away from the shore line.
I forgot to add that the sound that the windows made, reminded me of peaceful moments in a cathedral.WHAT SOUNDS DO YOU REMEMBER FROM YOUR PAST? WHAT REMINDS YOU OF ANOTHER TIME OR PLACE? (NO MUSIC...THAT'S A GIMME.)
Which reminds me of church bells.I forgot to add that the sound that the windows made, reminded me of peaceful moments in a cathedral.
Which reminds me; the church bells have begun ringing again! I had missed marking the hours that way.Which reminds me of church bells.
The 17 year ones are hatching this year on the East Coast. The LOUD ones.The sound of cicada's brings me back to summer evenings as a child playing kick the can.