Couple of days ago while walking in the “Little big city” I live in I changed and walked a particular piece of the way along the river. I did walk there years ago, now anew. I love rivers and their sounds in general, esp. the ones here – they come from the mountains, are quite shallow, fast and have many small river rapids, thanks to the big rocks. I remembered the task and decided to concentrate for once on my hearing (usually I am visual more). So with great pleasure I heard: at times louder vivid sounds of water rolling over rocks=river rapids, then just the more deafening sound of the flowing river itself, though the constant sounds of traffic were often heard too, but the marvellous joyous singing of various birds was stronger and gave me joy. One was making rhythmic, simple repetitions: 1-2-3. Yet another one was singing some real elaborate artistic roulades 😆 ❣️ I nearly laughed out of joy‼️
I could not keep the listening focus mode for too long and then changed to visual – more natural to me. Here are just some examples of my vision (I wonder if you will independently notice my attraction to little balls 😉). Just to mention: twice I stopped to throw my head up and contemplated without thought. And was nearly attacked by a family with 2 young boys on bikes passing by… Amazing that such quiet and beautiful action can (nowadays? Or ever?..) provoke negative, even aggressive reactions instead of becoming interested in the beauty of the environment/natural manifestations themselves
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