The wind chimes because a storm is brewing and the wind has picked up.
The sound of the dryer drying the last load of laundry, for the day.
Murphy chewing his rawhide bone.
Cleo and Louie hissing at each other. Cleo has no use for Louie's "hugs".
The TV is off.
There is no music playing.
A Robin is sounding an alarm. Some predator is stalking the woods.
It's almost 9:00 pm here and the end of another day. It's dark outside and you can feel the dampness of the impending rain.
I have no problem being alone with my thoughts. The household sounds are like white noise for me.
It's been a good day.
Today, I picked up things and put them where they really belong.
Tomorrow I clean and get ready to welcome old friends for a visit.
Today I took care of the details. It was a good day. :)Bea