tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226876762714358061.post8174811331972437314..comments2023-08-14T10:23:04.082-04:00Comments on My Green vermont: Shhh....Eulalia Benejam Cobbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13247079657985430691noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226876762714358061.post-36828730525836441662010-04-02T16:14:01.469-04:002010-04-02T16:14:01.469-04:00Dona, It took me a long time to figure out that ba...Dona, It took me a long time to figure out that background music or talk affects how I feel. But I see I'm not the only one who longs for silence.Eulalia Benejam Cobbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13247079657985430691noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226876762714358061.post-12494306654393474192010-04-02T15:44:19.904-04:002010-04-02T15:44:19.904-04:00I'm the same way about silence usually. I brea...I'm the same way about silence usually. I breathe a sigh of relief when Dean and Andrew are out the door to school or work. Dean always has music on in the car or in the house -- when we first met he played the radio all night long -- but at a volume impossible to make out words. (worse than being able to hear words, in my opinion)<br /><br />Sometimes I find myself very cross and don't know why -- then I realize it is some music that is playing over the speakers.Dona (waxwing)http://dponline.org/weblognoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226876762714358061.post-70615051472886102062010-04-01T09:53:20.291-04:002010-04-01T09:53:20.291-04:00mrb, you can come to the cloister too!mrb, you can come to the cloister too!Eulalia Benejam Cobbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13247079657985430691noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226876762714358061.post-9669259334231569492010-04-01T09:21:14.957-04:002010-04-01T09:21:14.957-04:00Are you sure we're not sisters? We have so man...Are you sure we're not sisters? We have so many preferences in common. As much as I like music, I like quiet better.mrbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06223571140075151110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226876762714358061.post-84341560854508007972010-04-01T07:44:05.324-04:002010-04-01T07:44:05.324-04:00Indigo, you can come with me when I take the veil....Indigo, you can come with me when I take the veil.Eulalia Benejam Cobbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13247079657985430691noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226876762714358061.post-85191082301783550062010-04-01T07:11:15.857-04:002010-04-01T07:11:15.857-04:00Ah, I'm with you on this one. I've always ...Ah, I'm with you on this one. I've always needed silence, and I need it more and more, I think. The other night, postsalon, when we headed up the mountain to visit with three adults and five kids, I was rather appalled by the noise level. I can only take it for a couple of hours tops these days. And in some cases, the adults are just as loud as the kids. Ah, sweet silence when we get home!Indigo Buntinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11387698096732697805noreply@blogger.com