I love the sound of a saw running outside my kitchen door. Mark’s working on fence posts again. That sound always brings me back to my childhood, and of course my father, always building.
Such sweet memories.
I love the sounds of the lawn mower running – Stephen cutting the grass.
I love the sounds of the vacuum cleaner running – Kathryn’s cleaning her room
I love the washing machine running ~ swish, swish, swish
and most of all Liz’s laughter – I hear her outside playing with Matthew – giggling away.