I just came back inside from a quick trip out to the Jeep looking for my little tape measure...no luck of course, ...I seem to buy one weekly. Neither my beloved Jeep nor my missing measure is the point of this "off the cuff" post.
It was the silence.
Every once in a while, I take this place for granted. I forget how rare it is to look up into a sky undimmed by city lights, or to not see or hear any sign of another human.
No neighbor's stereo, no bass car thumping, ...no car sounds at all. No sirens, no lights, no nothing. (double negative I know...it was for effect)
There was one noise, by the jeep, a herd of deer were moving through the woods. I couldn't see them in the moonless dark, but I could hear them clearly as there simply was no other noise to interfere.
I stood in the front yard savoring the moment. Inside my house, my son was up in his room with a video game. In the living room, my wife and daughters were watching the Vandy vs LSU game so you can bet there was noise inside the house.
Outside, silence and stars.