Sounds of a rainy day
Last Sunday was a very rainy day, the weather was not very suitable to exit. I was then in the heat at home, while outside the rain fell and the sky thundered. I realized after a while, wandering around the house, wherever I heard the sound of rain: I was surrounded by water and whatever I did in my head was the tinkle of the drops. So I took the recorder and looking out every window I tried to rebuild a sound unique vision of the storm. I hope to make the idea of \u200b\u200bfeeling I had.
I always find it fascinating to record natural phenomena like rain. The sound of thunder is basically one of the most complicated and ancient sounds that exist: it is made up of myriad elements, myriads of tiny drops of water that resonate in the lives of men since ancient times.
Monday, February 28, 2011
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emerging
This time the current had taken me a bit 'too much off.
a day I was exhausted and did not stop merely to bring out thoughts and concerns. But I continued to stay below.
The question, I think, is that when you are too breathless sometimes we do not even remember where he wants to go, as if at times the only thing that matters is not restasene still. Of course, I know, this is vital to not drown, but you could go on at random without knowing neither where nor why.
I was precisely in this condition, no more than an 'hour, when the case has resurfaced this lighthouse and with him the memories, like a warm undercurrent enough for me to straighten the course, as always, the rest just depends on me.
This time the current had taken me a bit 'too much off.
a day I was exhausted and did not stop merely to bring out thoughts and concerns. But I continued to stay below.
The question, I think, is that when you are too breathless sometimes we do not even remember where he wants to go, as if at times the only thing that matters is not restasene still. Of course, I know, this is vital to not drown, but you could go on at random without knowing neither where nor why.
I was precisely in this condition, no more than an 'hour, when the case has resurfaced this lighthouse and with him the memories, like a warm undercurrent enough for me to straighten the course, as always, the rest just depends on me.
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