At the moment we have neighbours at the cottage. There is a little island right across from our cottage. That’s the island on the left of the photo. Usually no one is there but on occasion people come out to it. Right now they’re there and we can hear everything.
Conversations on the beach, the ring of a telephone, footsteps on the dock and foul language. We hear it all.
Last night we were talking in bed and we couldn’t help but hear the conversation coming from the island. My husband wondered, “Do you think they can hear us talking now?” Forget the Government, Big Brother, cell phones and all other media induced paranoia causing forms of loss of privacy. Sound carries across the lake. We hear you and you probably hear us. Has my language been salty? When I watch True Blood and there are all kinds of raunchy sounds coming from my T.V. do you know that it’s the T.V. and not us? Gosh I hope so. I really hope you’re not listening.
Fishermen out in your boats, if I can hear you the fish probably can too. Shhh.
Can you hear the silence?