The Sound of Quiet

We live in a very remote area. Growing up in the suburbs, I always imagined myself living in the country one day...being quite happy gardening, canning and living the simple life. One thing that happens a lot out here is power outages. It only takes a slight breeze, and we'll loose power for half the day. Today, one of those breezes came along, and well, we lost power for a few hours. We were laughing because our toddler declared to us, "Im sorry, but the power went out." We thanked him for the update, and then explained that he doesn't need to be sorry because it's fun when the power goes out. We get to do things we don't usually do, like have family music sessions with papa on guitar, mama on piano, and little ones on harmonica or just singing along, board games, cooking on the wood stove, and times of real quiet (usually these aren't long and prolonged moments considering we have little ones). But, I am always amazed at the sound of quiet. It is rare, it is beautiful, and I am glad it comes around now and then.