Watching With Your Ears

I am sitting on the back porch taking in the sounds of what is considered a beautiful spring day. A crow caws loudly with a sense of urgeny. A humming bird buzzes by. A jet roars in the background. Finches talk to each other. And now a propeller plane rolls through the sky. Dry leaves hit the ground. The bass of a beat from a passing car. Leaves rustle in the wind.

The UPS Truck rumbles.

The dogs bark.