Quiet

During our trip through Texas, we stopped for lunch at a picnic area near Sanderson. Using my eyes, the fence was the only evidence of human influence. Using my ears, the occasional car passing by was the only evidence of human influence. Otherwise, it was quiet except for the sound of the wind, and an occasional bird call. It was peaceful and induced contemplation.

It was wonderful.

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Author: andrew puntch

married, dog owner, current events, politics, history, baseball, weather/climate

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