Blizzard thoughts

It's the ugly part of spring (or at least it was yesterday) where all the sins that the winter snows had covered up are revealed and no one has cleaned them up yet.

But at least there are puddles. Sure, I usually walk around them, since I don't typically walk around in rubber boots and no one likes wet socks, but otherwise, I really enjoy the thwap-splat noise you get when walking through a puddle.
Despite only wearing shoes, I managed to stay dry shooting that terrible little video clip. Of course, I didn't actually jump in like I might have if I was wearing boots and I stayed away from the deeper parts of the puddle. Still, thwap-splat, thwap-splat is a very pleasing sound to make.

Less satisfying but more seasonal is the squeak of snow.

This isn't actually the right squeak as it is more the crunch of fresh snow rather than the higher squeakier pitch you get when it is properly cold out and the snow is packed down, but I didn't think to dig out my phone, take off my gloves, and record it when it was cold enough to get that sound. (Based on the forecast, I might yet get that chance.)

Neither of those is my favorite seasonal sound. That would be the crunch of leaves under foot in fall. There's normally only a short period after the leaves have fallen and before some fall storm has turned them into a mat of sogginess, but ever so satisfying.


Oddly, I don't really have a sound that I associate with summer. Sure, there are thunderstorms and children playing in the park and the crackle of a log burning in a friend's firepit, but those lack intentionality. Right now the closest I can come up with is mowing the lawn, but that's a noise I associate with a chore I don't always appreciate. I think I really want a sound that happens while I'm walking around the lake that is more dynamic than the slight click of a stone caught in my shoe treads against the pavement. I'm going to have to pay more attention when summer returns, but right now all I hear is the gentle rumble of my furnace.

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