On the rare occasions that I realise it’s totally quiet I make the most of it as I know that it won’t last very long.
I live in a flat, alongside a busy road and almost under the approach to RAF Northolt*, which is less than two miles away, all of which means that there is nearly always some background noise.
At the plot it’s a similar story, albeit more muted. I tend not to go there at weekends, apart from early on some Saturday mornings, as other people are often there mowing, rotovating or strimming adding to the noise.
I came across The Quiet Garden Movement (A simple ministry of hospitality and prayer) during the week which I read about with interest even though ‘I’m an atheist, thank God’, as the comedian Dave Allen often joked.
Life today is nearly always dictated by noise of all kinds and I often long for some peace and quiet. Thankfully I can sometimes find it on the plot with just the bees buzzing and birds singing, and it’s then that I’ll perhaps give a prayer of thanks.
Have a good weekend, and as Dave Allen always said at the end of his shows ‘…may your God go with you’.