I'm fortunate to live in an area so stunningly beautiful and quiet, the softer sounds become large in the sonic environment. For the past year, I have been mesmerized by the soft sound of birds in flight, most especially the pigeons who are released in the morning and gently wheel in a large group through the skies over the valley. Sometimes they wing close enough to hear, they soar for a bit, and then suddenly arc away. In that aerial maneuver, their noise becomes exactly like an ocean wave. When the small rush of a wave hits and runs up the shore. Then there is a quiet pause when the wave can go no farther. Then another small rush of sound before the wave is pulled back into the larger ocean. Pigeons in flight sound just like that.
Pigeons in flight today remind me of Johnny Otis. He raised pigeons. In fact, pigeons in flight remind me of Johnny Otis and his whole career ,,,