Marvelously evocative and beautifully written. To come down with a thud, we used to live next door to a pop singer who would arrive home from weeknight gigs at 12.30 am and practice for an hour. The very low hum of a room ioniser in our bedroom lulled our brains into not hearing any outside noise including a loud soprano. Apparently the brain locks onto the ambient sound and ignores everything else. We now live where our nearest neighbour is a kilometre away (not cause and affect!).
One lives, one reads and one learns. "Oak-leaf duff". For a moment there I thought you were being personal! Never heard the expression before.
ReplyDeleteMarvelously evocative and beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteTo come down with a thud, we used to live next door to a pop singer who would arrive home from weeknight gigs at 12.30 am and practice for an hour. The very low hum of a room ioniser in our bedroom lulled our brains into not hearing any outside noise including a loud soprano. Apparently the brain locks onto the ambient sound and ignores everything else. We now live where our nearest neighbour is a kilometre away (not cause and affect!).
Congratulations! I think high fives and a round are in order.
ReplyDeleteIt' just marvelous, congratulations!!
ReplyDeleteGodspeed -- You're off! Welcome to the writer's life!
ReplyDelete"Writing is not necessarily something to be ashamed of, but do it in private and wash your hands afterwards." -Robert Heinlein
You have hit the ground running with your writing in NO. thanks for sharing your take on things in words and pix. Jeanne
ReplyDeleteCongratulations! I loved this piece. I'm happy to get to come here and read about your new adventures. Cheers on a great start in New Orleans!
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