Scary, Loud Noise

Last night Vince and I were almost ready to call it a night. He was watching TV and I was sitting and knitting. It was probably close to 11 p.m. It’s always so quiet out here and last night was no exception. You can really hear a pin drop most of the time. No stereos, no neighbor noise, no car horns, no dogs barking. There is quite a bit of rooster crowing though!  🙂

I had just heard the wind blowing and I commented that the wind must really be blowing . . it was so noisy.

BAM! We both came completely out of our chairs. Vince thought it was a gun. I thought something hit the roof. There are no tree limbs over the roof so we couldn’t figure it out. We both grabbed flashlights. He went out one door and I went out the other. I was thinking . . one of us should have stayed inside. If it was a gun, that means there was probably someone out there . . somewhere.

Chimney

The Austin stone will splinter a little, especially with the rain and single digit temps we’ve had this winter. A piece of stone had fallen off the chimney and hit the metal roof. It was a tiny little piece, not much bigger than a marble. Vince kept saying that it had to be a bigger piece than that to make that much noise. I climbed up on the ladder and zoomed in on the chimney with my camera and got pictures from all angles and there doesn’t appear to be any big chunks missing.

It definitely scared us half to death.

On another funny noise related story . . the National Guard is not far behind us. I sleep through anything but the other morning at 5 a.m., I was awakened to machine gun type firing. I kinda sat up in bed, having to think for a moment as to why I was hearing so much gunfire. Vince said “Why are you up?” and I said “Sounds like a war out there!” We’re pretty used to it but sometimes when company is here, it startles them. Most of the time, it doesn’t wake me up, but that morning it did. I never mind (not that it matters if I mind or not), because it reminds me of the time and effort those folks put in to keep us safe and help when needed. I even commented to Vince that I would miss that sound if we ever move away. Vince said there are probably some cities where we could move and hearing lots of gunfire might be the norm. I think I’ll stay right here in our woods for a while longer.