The Silence of Night

Northern Lights photographed by my friend Ellen

I have always liked the dead silence of night. though in truth it is not so silent as it is muted. The nocturnal denizens go about their business softly, either hunting or avoiding the hunt. Human activity also dwindles as those who choose these hours to be awake, are in fact, awake while everyone else rests.

The only major sounds are the insects, which never seem to sleep (unless it's cold) and the occasional coyote howl or dog bark. Some birds might announce their presence but even they do so quietly.

It is as if darkness invokes silence in most living creatures. But it is in this nocturnal time that I have always felt alive, felt I belonged.

The subtlety of life lurking in silence is a reassuring sound. Spoiled only by the cacophony of birdsong and human activity once the sun rises again.

:)