#LONGING FOR BEAUTIFUL WEATHER WINDOWS#

There are lots of those, too. Listen for the children playing, kittens purring, coffee percolating, church bells ringing, and laughter in all forms. AN INSTANT NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER REESE'S BOOK CLUB PICK 2022 INTERNATIONAL LATINO BOOK AWARD WINNER FOR FICTION FORECAST: Storm clouds are on the horizon in L.A. Until I learn the art of quieting my own mind, I guess the answer is to concentrate on the beautiful noises. It struck me that all this noise must really be painful to those who are especially affected - like people with migraines or anyone trying to regulate a hearing aid. I can’t even imagine the suffering. While I’m on this tirade, why must birds start chirping so loudly at 3 a.m.? Could they not wait to sing a tune until like eight o'clock or so? Lawnmowers, leaf blowers, tree cutters, construction workers - none of which would classify as music to my ears.

#LONGING FOR BEAUTIFUL WEATHER WINDOWS#

Now that the nice weather has arrived and we have our windows open, one would think we could relax a bit. If you really take it all in, it's overwhelming. How about a nice scenic drive? Forget that. Blaring stereos with too much bass, horns honking, people cussing, and engines revving. Then, because so few people really understand the self-checkouts, there are alarms going off periodically notifying the store employee the customer has done something wrong or someone is stealing something.

There is no such thing as a leisurely stroll through a store anymore.Īdded to the expected noise of the shopping carts with the wobbly wheels comes the muzak drowned out by the loud speaker announcements - about every five minutes - to “please use our self-checkouts.” The noise is even more intrusive when out and about. Dialogue begins… volume up. Here comes a commercial. Mute, mute! It’s a full-time job. I literally feel like a remote control jockey trying to ride the volume controls. My fingers go between the up and down arrows to mute and back to play a doizen times per show. It's enough to bring on carpal tunnel syndrome. One would think we are very important creatures needing to be up-to-date at all times.Īnd have you watched TV lately? The differing volumes between the program and the commercials is crazy.

There are reminder alerts for appointments, wake-up times and when to take your medications. There are different tones for e-mails and Facebook Messenger, too. Country music for grandma, rap for the children, a favourite love song to identify your spouse. Some people have different ringtones to identify different family members. Each one pulls attention away from whatever it is you are working on. It seems vital to check what the most recent ping was all about. I started to hear all the ringtones, beeps, chirps, and bells going off as text messages came in, then different tones for actual calls, then another for email notifications. It is literally constant. Whether you live alone or in a household of any size, the sounds of all the electronic devices is incessant. I’m not sure if I have been paying more attention to things recently, but this world is really noisy!

Longing for beautiful weather