Ari over at A Prawn of Fate is hosting Mon Funday once again. And, while we're on the subject of hosting, someone needs to step up to the plate and host for February. Who's next ?
This is what she asked today :
What is the most beautiful sound in the whole world ?
Once you've told us that, give us the flip side, too: What is the sound you dislike the most?
lub-dub-lub-dub-lub-dub . . . the first time hearing the sound of my unborn babies' heartbeats that echoed throughout the examining room . . . filling my ears with love . . . that gasp of air . . . and then the cry when they were born . . . their o-o-o-ing and c-o-o-o-ing . . . Ma-Ma . . . Da-Da . . . their laughter . . . and still today . . . their sweet voices when I hear them say the word, "Mom."
hearing the words, "Gammy, I Love You."
laugher of children . . . breathing of a sleeping child . . . yawn of a baby . . . rain on a sheet iron roof . . . crackling fire . . . bacon frying . . . my dogs barking with excitement at my return . . . racket hitting a tennis ball in the sweet spot . . . purring of a kitty cat . . . Hans snoring . . . sigh from a hug . . . howl of a coyote in the distance . . . a-capella voices singing . . . rolling surf . . . crickets chirping . . . Aussie Aussie Aussie Oye Oye Oye . . . scraping of a plastic spoon against a styrofoam cup . . .Bobwhite quail and Gamble quail calling to their mates . . . thunderstorm rolling in . . . whoo-whoo-hoot of an owl . . . flute music of R. Carlos Nakai . . . voices in my head . . . bugle of an elk . . . windchimes . . . chorus of frogs . . . croak of a bullfrog . . ."you've done a good job" . . . firecrackers . . . rustle of leaves . . . pages turning of a good book . . . cock-a-cockle-doo of a rooster early in the morning . . . school bell ringing it's time to go home . . . fighter jet above my house . . . choo-choo of a train . . . crunch of snow underfoot . . . tree falling in the forest . . . fingernails on a chalkboard . . . scream of an eagle . . . waterfall . . . squeak of new tennis shoes . . . friend's voice on the phone . . . a lullaby . . . a fart in an elevator . . .tinkling of ice in a glass . . . jingle of bells on Santa's sleigh . . . "thank you and please" . . . church bells . . . Andrea Bocelli singing A Child is Born . . . memories of my parents' voices . . . the words, "Your cancer is in remission"...
the . . . sounds . . . of . . . silence . . .
