There is a silence I enjoy that comes with sound wrapped in it. It does not feel like "noise", it feels like "peace". Spring to Summer I get this silence a lot. This morning I have a perfect blend of sunshine and silence laced with birdsong, a few random insect clicks and the occasional sound of a twig breaking as a deer walks through the yard. I've not heard the squirrels yet, but I imagine their toenails hitting the bark of the sugar maple as they scamper up the trunk will be a sound soon added. Topped with piping hot coffee this manner of starting the morning is grand and I am grateful for it.