When the window is open, all I can hear is the crickets. They chirp so loudly. Every time we pass some long grass, there are crickets making ridiculously loud noises.
The building site nearby has just recently put up two flagpoles. The flags flap away in the breeze and look very swish, but the rope slaps against the pole with a really annoying clinking noise.
Mr C says he likes the noise, finds it relaxing, like wind chimes.
Again, it bugs me way too much.
I think I can hear it now, but it may just be my imagination. I am tired, after all.