This week's theme, Sounds, is courtesy of one of my favorite blog friends, NanU, who lives in France being all academic. She's basically living my dream, just exchange Biblical and Theological academia for science. Check out her blog and her excellent interpretation of her theme here.
Sounds in Juneau are surreal...often because of their absence:
A walk by the Inside Passage will sometimes grant you the sound of the waves lapping against the rocky beach. If you're lucky, you might hear (and see) some whales breaching or spouting, like I did yesterday!
Lately we've been hearing the crunch crunch of studded and chained tires on snow and pavement
We've also been hearing a lot of rustling and general mischief happening around the apartment with our kitten, whose name has been withheld until now...
Yes, he is named after a brand of cheese, mostly because he kept begging us for it with those big kitten eyes. He makes all sorts of fun sounds while he's playing, and he also purrs incessantly. He sounds like a very content cat, especially around four in the morning.
The slide of a sled and the giggle of its occupants often sounds outside
And then, when it snows, sometimes you can't hear anything but the soft, white flakes falling on top of each other