In this week’s Lens Artists Challenge, Donna of Wind Kisses fame urges us to show images that make us hear the sounds issuing from them.
I immediately thought of the fields round here, when during the spring and summer, the backdrop to a walk is often the quiet susurration of crops swaying in the breeze. Or maybe this image here shows a brisker noise as the breeze becomes instead a hearty wind.

Birdsong is the backdrop to any country walk. But instead of images of birds trilling their hearts out, I’m showing you two shots from times when I was a major source of irritation. ‘Don’t you even THINK of harming my babies’, hissed the graylag goose.

‘Don’t you even THINK of harming my babies’ screamed the Arctic Tern. What do you mean, I haven’t got the wings entirely in shot? I was in fear of my life here.

Ours is a riverside landscape here, and especially now in winter, the waters chatter rhythmically over rocks and gravel.

Let’s go into town. Any town. There’s bound to be something going on. Maybe someone has dragged a piano out into the street.

Maybe there are Morris dancers out and about. And Morris dancers don’t have to be men these days …


There might be dancing in the street in Catalonia …

…. or celebrations of Chuseok in South Korea, with insistent drum beating .

But bah gum, I’m a Yorkshire lass, and I can’t close without a rousing melody from a fine brass band. You’ll find another image in the featured photo.

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