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Well said, JD! Memory flashbacks to my childhood - except for the 'hot wiring'.

Ocean waves rolling against the beach.

Cardinals proclaiming the arrival of spring from the tree tops.

Hounds running on the Sourland Mts.

Trains in the distance.

Generally heard as the evil sister went storming out. Cicadas on a hot summer day and Katydids in the evening. No whippoorwills where I grew up, but it is another sound that I really enjoy.

Bacon cooking in the morning.

My Mom's dinner call was a resounding, "SUPPER". Breakfast sounds was part of my coffee memory. My bedroom was right above the kitchen.

Mourning doves calling - . At one time I had twenty aquariums each inhabited by a female hamster, babies, and wheel - know how much noise that made in the spare bedroom. Sold the babies to pay for my other animal addictions.

Rain on the tin porch roof outside my bedroom window. Robin song in the early morning. Coffee percolating (yes I'm dating myself) early in the morning.