Country Quiet?

I totally agree. While I'm forced to go into the city from time to time, I dread it and can't stand the noise, horrible smell, crowds, traffic and all the concrete. Makes me appreciate my rough, sometimes muddy, dirt roads, clean air, wildlife, neighbors who actually care about you, open windows and unlocked doors, clotheline full of laundry, garden growing, shady live oaks, spanish moss, sweet tea drinking, simple country life.

I am truly blessed beyond measure.
 
Can't forget the calls from the guinea... Around here it's the roosters, dogs, cats, guineas, turkeys, geese, ducks, sheep, and pigs...
They all talk all the time and all at the same time...
Starts about 4 in the morning(sometimes as early as 3 in the morning) and it goes all day and into the late late evening....
I absolutely love it....
Sometimes visitors don't enjoy it as much as I do, but then again they can always GO HOME!!!!!!
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I love sitting outside listening to the animals chitter chatter back and forth.
Every once in awhile you hear a tractor up the road, a cow at another farm, or the rooster from another farm, or even the guineas up the way from here talking back and forth with our animals. Once in a while our horses will even get involved in the conversation. Then they start jumping around and acting just like a kid on Christmas morning....

Did I mention how much I LOVE IT OUT HERE!!!!!!
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I love the city. I grew up in cities. I'm very glad we live less than 50 miles from downtown Atlanta. I'm also very glad we don't live closer. I can't imagine not hearing the sounds of my farm. I love it all, especially the roosters. The sound of a rooster crowing carries with it such a joie de vive I can't help but smile.
 
I've never had visitors complain but, then most of them either live in the country or are looking to!

I have neighbors with roosters and it's fun to listen to them crow back and forth. Right now though Sir Roo doesn't have to crow that loud. I still have the chicks I hatched this last summer and thoose roos are crowing. It will be awfully quiet around here when they are all processed and the geese continue on their southern journey. But then maybe I will be able to hear the owl and others again!
 
Yes, I'll take the country sounds any day. I used to live in an apartment up the hill from a huge highway. Got used to the noise and big semi's hitting the same bumps over and over.

But where I live now, when the wind is from a certain direction, I hear ocean waves pounding the shore. When I first moved here, it took me a bit to figure out what that roar was... duh.
 
I heard the noon whistle from the small town 11 miles away a couple weeks ago and it took me awhile to place what it was! When I'm in town I have no problems. But, it was out of place.
 
Yeah, I love all the country sounds...it just makes me feel connected to what's real and solid. I also love the way country noises go through their seasonal cycles, starting with our rushing brook after snowmelt, then the raucous first peepers of spring (it helps to live next to a marsh to completely understand how loudly enthusiastic they are, advertising their charms to the ladies!), next crickets, eventually the buzz of cicidas when it's hot enough...as well as our chickens' lively conversations! I'd be lost without the whole symphony.

And it's just great having this BYC family to share it all with!
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They are loud but, beautiful! We live right in the middle of them come spring. Spring is truly here when we here the peepers!

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It sure is!
 
I love the quiet of the country, all the natural sounds (along with the occasional tractor, LOL). Sometimes I get so irritated with the sound of television, which my DH will not shut off, because I cant hear what's happening outside. Love all the roosters crowing, mine and everyone else's. Yep, if someone thinks all this quiet is horrible noise, they can go back to the city, where I would want to crawl into the fetal position. (kinnip, a real estate customer of mine called Atlanta "Hell-anta". I agree! My mom used to go downtown to buy me fancy shoes from Thompson Bolland Lee, if you remember that store so I remember when you didn't take your life in your hands to go to downtown Atlanta...the Petula Clark days, LOL)

Told my DH I'd never go into a old folks home or an apt. They can wheel me onto my deck in the morning and wheel me back in at night, LOL.
 
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