I don't think I've ever really appreciated the sound of silence until today. While waiting for the train to church this morning the batteries on my cd player ran out. So, I took off my head phones and listened. I was the only person at the train station at 9am on a Sunday morning. I could hear the sound of the waves hitting the sand at the beach, and a dog barking in the distance. Then there was the smell of a fresh morning. Nothing is better than the smell of morning, especially after it's rained. It was beautiful.