Many of you know I live on a farm. When I first bought the property I spent that first evening on a picnic in the grass, looking up at the brightest stars I've ever seen. At night, the crickets sing like they are in concert. In the distant, (and sometimes not so distant) tree lines coyotes howl, yip, and play with one another. The first time I heard young pups playing was an eye-opener. I've never heard such racket. Once the sun goes down, we don't get much road traffic, but we can hear the train a good 7 miles away. Not just the whistle, but the chug-chug of wheels on the track as well. Occasionally the Air Force Base sends an A-10 or a B-2 on a mission or there's something flying in. And in between all this, we hear the horses in the pasture. Nickering now and then, an occasional whinny, and just the quiet hooves walking from one place to another.