Sounds I have an inordinate affinity for

1) Empty foil chocolate coin wrappers tinkling against each other as they tumble down
2) A cascade of styrofoam peanuts (also following gravity)
3) Free weights in the women's gym, sliding along their metal bars, clinking into place

What about you?

Comments

[Merskianna Jones]

Halyards clinking against masts in the Marina....especially at night.

SCUBA bubbles.

The laughter and voices of every one of my siblings.

Water lapping the hull of my boat in light winds.

Sounds in the desert back-country...there you only hear the sounds you make. It is simultaneously intimate, expansive, and desolate.

[Trystan G. Dean]

I like the back-up "beep beep" made by large trucks and vans. I love the keening drone of cicadas on a hot summer day. I love the dancing high-pitched trills of spring peepers echoing across the Pioneer Valley in the spring. I love the invisible sound of corn growing, especially when I sat and listened with my Uncle Bob the afternoon after Grandpa's funeral. He fought his tears, I had run mine dry.

[tallon]

Also, the song of the red-shoulder black bird, it makes me so happy.

[tallon Nunez]

The sound of The West Wing playing in the background, while I answer emails on my computer, it's very comforting to me.

The little noises new babies (any kind of baby, pretty much) make.

NMR's laugh when she's REALLY laughing hard.

Maxcatherine's laugh, when she's chuckling.

Hummingbirds, and scolding squirrels.