Sometimes I’ll be out on the property in the winter when the day is still and there is a cover of clouds in the sky.
It’s almost magic, but I can hear the ocean.
There is an audible thunder that can be heard five miles inland.
I can best describe it as an organic static.
The sound makes its way over the hills and bounced down from the clouds above.
The sound is almost that of a highway in the distance but far more intense. I am reminded of going to the Palisades in Ft Lee, New Jersey above the Hudson River. We would often go there at night and watch the traffic coming and going over the George Washington Bridge. One could feel the traffic in the rocks where we sat. That was the soud of thousands of tires and that sound is different than the sounds of thousands of waves.
Sometimes you can hear a major wave break, or perhaps it is several waves in different places breaking at the same time. The sound is distinct and above the drone of the rest of the surf noise.
This place in which we live is a natural wonderland that can awaken every sense you possess.