Bill and I have joked that no matter what time we go to bed, there's going to be a train. We don't live anywhere near the tracks, or the train yard, and we don't hear the whistles at all during the day. But, it never fails, we sometimes hear them all night long.
When we went to bed Tuesday night the train whistle blew before we even got the light turned out. Emergency sirens started soon after, followed by night "touch and go" flights from the national guard at the closed air base. Our house just happens to be in the flight path! Add to this, it was a warm night and the cruisers with their loud music were out in force! It seemed like one noise would start as soon as another stopped.
Finally, finally it was quiet and we could sleep. But...before first light a little bird started to sing...in the hedge...outside the bedroom window. As the day dawned, a crop duster started flying, and then...a woodpecker! There are no crops planted yet so the crop duster had nothing to spray this early and they're not supposed to fly over towns anyway, but there he was.
We always say it's a good thing we're retired so we can sleep in...except for birds and planes. And who cares if we go to bed early, we just lay there and listen to the trains, planes, automobiles...and sirens.
Sleep is overrated anyway!
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