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It feels like we are the only people in the valley. It feels like we are the only people in the world.
It’s the quality of sound that surprises me most.
Just stand here and be quiet for a moment, our guide tells us. Listen. What do you hear?
Nothing, my son says.
But the stillness has a sound. A presence.
It’s more than the individual sounds.
The scream of the hawk. The wind in the pines. The song of the meadowlark.
And then a noise I can’t place. A vibration. A pounding.
Our guide points across the river to the herd of wild mustangs. They gallop across the plains, dust flying under their hooves, then race single file into a draw.
We stand in silence, awed.
Beautiful description. I like how you wrote “the stillness has a sound.” It really does, doesn’t it? When I’ve been in wilderness places, I always feel like the stillness is loud.
I love where we live and are able to appreciate the silences, the open skies, and the stars at night! My kids always comment when they come home how bright the stars are, and how we can enjoy the stillness!
Just beautiful – glad that you and your son were able to enjoy it.
sounds absolutely majestic.
Wow. What a place. So very beautiful. I would love to first hear that hint of a sound and then to see those horses like that.
To be able to stay outside and witness these lovely animals is a gift. There’s nothing more memorable than experiencing what nature has to offer us.
What a beautiful place! I want to have this experience too! Thanks for sharing.
Beautiful. Nature is sacred. You captured it. Love the horses.
I’d love to see that. I’ve been in many wild places, and each one so beautiful. Thanks for sharing this, Elisabeth.
Love the final words – “We stand in silence, awed.” There is a sound to the silence. So beautiful.
I love to be able to listen to the silence of nature and then hear it. What a great experience for your son. And then, in the quiet, there is the rumble of the horses galloping showing off their beauty. Ahhhhhh
Your description is great and I would love to be there soaking in the beauty!
So beautiful. This horse lover wants to come see it for herself!
Silence can have a deafening quality. Especially when we’re not use to it. So much there in the silence. Beautiful slice.
“Our guide points across the river to the herd of wild mustangs. They gallop across the plains, dust flying under their hooves, then race single file into a draw.
We stand in silence, awed.”
I love the juxtaposition of the wild mustangs racing with hooves pounding and you, your son, and the guide standing in silence. Wonderful slice!
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