I once read in National Geographic there is no place on Earth anymore where you can find complete silence. Even in the remotest desert, the sounds of jets overhead can be heard, and human encroachment into the land, air and water make silence difficult if not impossible to find anywhere.

Well, we've had days of lovely weather, but one day last week, the temperature started to fall and that night it got down into the twenties. I was up at midnight and went out on the carport to make sure the car was locked before going to bed.
Normally, when I go outside at night, the neighbor's dog barks a few times when it hears my back door slam. That night, though, not a peep. There wasn't a sound anywhere. Not the slightest waft of air, so the wind chimes hung sllent. Not a leaf moved in the woods around me.

The overhead lightbulb on the carport was on, and usually, it only takes a few moments before moths appear to bang against the bulb. Not that night though.

No late night cars on the road past the house, no owls in the woods, just the most utter complete silence, stillness, and profound deep quiet.
It's as if all living things has scrunched down, hunkered in for the night of extremely cold weather. I could hear the blood coursing through my ears. Utter silence is spooky! Who was it, Paul Simon? who sang The Sound Of Silence? It was eerie not to hear a single thing. I can say I have experienced complete silence if never again, then that one time in my life!

I went in and turned the TV on to hear the sound of human voices before I went to bed.

susil