Peace

Category: Miscellaneous | Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 12:47 pm

I was standing out in the garden this morning, taking in how far I've progressed over the last 3.5 months, and what I hadn't taken much notice of until now was the peace and quiet I've at last found here.
Before, we lived near to a motorway and, to begin with (nearly thirty years ago) the noise was not that noticeable. Gradually it increased over the years until it became a very real irritant.
What with that and aircraft criss crossing overhead going in and out of Gatwick, I seemed to be in the middle of so much noise and motion, but not requiring to be part of it.
The only sounds I enjoy now are birdsong, an occasional car on the road nearby, and the local melodious church bellringing on a Thursday evening.
These lovely sounds conjure up an image of standing in a cosy garden in an Agatha Christie's Miss Marple type village.
There are no roses around my door (yet), but I've at least found some peace and quiet. I can now build sympathetically on that.

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eileen wrote on Wed Jan 24, 2007 1:02 pm:

I was born and raised in the Port of Leith which is a very busy town about a mile or two away from the Scottish capital - Edinburgh. I always wanted to get away from the noise and pollution and when I married Ian we did. First we moved to the outskirts of a village called Midcalder and then (over twenty years ago now) we moved to our cottage here in Livingston Village. I wake up to birdsong every morning and at night can hear owls and foxes but very little else. When flowers bloom in my garden I can smell their scent instead of diesel or petrol fumes. I love it here!!!!!

pondlady wrote on Wed Jan 24, 2007 2:33 pm:

I grew up in a small town in Southwest Michigan. Our house was on a small lake that ran into Lake Michigan a couple of miles away. We were surrounded by woods and wildlife. It was the perfect place to grow up.
I wanted the big city, so went to Chicago for grad school and then to New Orleans from 1969 - 2003. I had enough of the big city by that time and now we are in a rural part of a suburb 30 miles north of New Orleans. I cringe when I hear the occasional car drive by. The wildlife is only just now returning after Katrina. But it is returning and I am doing all I can to help with food and shelter available for all, including my slithering residents.

reggaefan wrote on Wed Jan 24, 2007 5:31 pm:

Raised in a small town tried Detroit and Houston and New Orleans now live in French Settlement Louisiana love the solitude and the swamps

glendann wrote on Wed Jan 24, 2007 5:44 pm:

I'm 8 miles out in the country,2 miles off the main highway. This is my home placeand the perfect place to be raised. If you so headlights coming at night you knew it was company
coming to see you or Aunt Mary.Its know longer that
way .Loud traffic cars and pickups in and out.No peaceful country left in here.

cajunbelle wrote on Thu Jan 25, 2007 1:30 am:

We were raised in the country, but on a major state highway, which ended at a ferry landing on the Mississippi River. Most ofr the times it was pretty quite, but morning and evening work traffic crossing the ferry was pretty hectic. Then a bridge was built about 15 miles up the road and the ferry landing was closed, so things quitened down except during sugarcane harvesting season. But we had the cowpastures and the lines to play on.