Sounds

I remember sitting on our back patio in Indianapolis and hearing sirens, traffic and helicopters.  Yeah, not so much in Vincennes.  I have traded in my sirens and helicopters for mopeds, trains, birds and raccoons.  Our neighbor has a son who has a posse of boys that ride there souped up mopeds up and down our street at all hours (he couldn't be over 15).  I am starting to HATE the sound of a moped but I have to get used to it.  Here, in Vincennes, mopeds are a dime a dozen and many folks use it as there main form of transportation.  That or golf carts.  Yes, I have seen several zip along the city streets.  Baffling!

Because of all of our mature trees, we have birds and we have birds and we have birds and we have birds.  I feel like I am in the middle of a bird sanctuary at the zoo except that we have robins, cardinals and sparrows with an occasional finch thrown in.  The boys love it and they provide hours of entertainment for them as they look out the window. Now with these trees have come a posse of raccoons.  One of these furry beasts chose to climb down our chimney and get stuck.  We spent several evenings and sleepless nights listening to him scratching to get out and and crying.  I have never experiences anything like it.  Thankfully, his crew who we heard run and cackle under our windows got him out.  Peace and quiet again!

My favorite sound that I continue to hear is that of a train.  You can hear "choo choo" as the boys call it many times a day.  I am not sure why, but I think that Vincennes might very well be the major pass through of trains in the Midwest.  I have never seen so many trains and almost have to plan on getting stopped at least once a day.  The boys are in heaven between the trains, mopeds, trucks, tractors, and combines.  It is a little boy's paradise down here and I love to see the fascination on their sweet faces and hear the excitement from all 3 of kids.  It is a new world down here.  New faces, new adventures and new memories.