Sounds of a Sunday morning

KK lovers, no worries about hijacking thread. That song often goes through my head on a Sunday, along with Kinks Sunny Afternoon. I went to see KK at the Free Trade Hall in Manchester in the 70s and wore out my copy of Silver Tongued Devil.

Birds always a sound I love they cheep away while waiting on the fence to be fed. We have not heard the church bells since COVID here. It’s very quiet until the young families are out in their gardens. I like hearing children giggle playing in the paddling pools. It takes me back to when our son and daughter were children such lovely memories.
We have a railway line that runs parallel with our road there’s about one train an hour on a Sunday. We don’t even notice the trains so it doesn’t bother us.
The only thing that spoils the peace is the unmarried boring idiot next door. His lawn is about six foot square but he takes hours mowing it with his industrial sized petrol mower.

Mowing

Sue Donim DH and I saw Kris a few years ago too. Went all the way to Kilkenny in Ireland to see him. He was great, he forgot the words to some of the songs, but it didn't matter. At the end people were allowed to go up to the stage and shake hands with him. DH managed to get to the front and shake his hand, but being short and small I couldn't get anywhere near him!
OP also sorry to hijack your post. I've had it done to me a few times and know how annoying it is. Sunday sounds around here are also of people moving their lawns.

No difference here, it is always quiet. People have those fake lawns round their pools sometimes because they are not slippery and don’t go muddy when they are walked on. Wouldn’t have one, personally,because we have bricks round the edge of ours and lots of tall trees which shed leaves all the time. Actually I don’t really like fake plants at all, rather have concrete or gravel or even tan bark.

What I like to hear are birds singing, a few cars passing by, maybe someone cutting their grass. When I was a child I liked to hear the church bells ringing in the village where we lived. Now we hear all of the above plus the neighbours large dog barking early in the morning, although today, unusually, it is quiet.

Fairly quiet here some road noses as the road hasn't been made up yet and the malware is proud of the ser ice so the odd bump or two as trailers Tec delivery vans clunk over it. Lots of the young people here are having Astroturf as they don't want the bother of a lawn and don't do gardening.

Oh SueDomin yes - lucky you indeed! Love that song and Kris Kristofferson is great. How about The Highwaymen - how I would have loved to have seen that group. "Sunday Mornin' Coming Down" always makes me feel sad - it's a poignant song.

This morning the birds were singing especially the robins, gunshots from somewhere which we always hear around this time of year unfortunately country sports?? and all that nonsense and also children in a hot tub a few houses along from us.

No sounds at all except the birds, and at this time of year perhaps a combine and tractor doing the harvesting. Peace, perfect peace.

Very quiet here most mornings. The church bells ring out the time every fifteen minutes but apart from that we get the odd car passing along the lane and not much else.

I HATE artificial lawns
no special sounds here just the usual traffic passing by

SueDonim lucky you

Reading your Sunday sounds makes me think I can smell roast dinner cooking! This is a lovely thread.

Just moved house and Sunday’s are filled with all sorts;
Power tools
Sirens, we live near an ambulance station
Motorbikes accelerating, we live near a traffic light

Most of all;
The sound of people playing tennis and claps and chatter as our long garden backs on to playing fields and a huge common.

Love the diversity of sounds ?

Sunday sounds here ducks and geese on the canal at the back of the house, the odd boat chugging by, lawnmowers and the incessant yapping of a dog two doors down.

We saw Kris Kristofferson live a few years ago and he sung that song, of course. His voice may be grizzled and rough but oh, he still had it. It was just him and his guitar and he had the concert hall in the palm of his hand for two hours. ❤️

When I was a child we lived next door to the church and could hear the singing and the organ playing. I can picture my dear old mum peeling potatoes at the sink and putting the roast in the oven whilst singing along to Onward Christian Soldiers at the top of her voice. Wonder what she'd have made of plastic grass!

Sunday sounds now ....bird song, church bells, lawn mowers and the tooting of the train at the local heritage steam railway.

Love that song. I have the Johnny Cash version.

My home is an eight minute walk to the church. So Sunday morning sounds for me are the church bells.

SueDonim

Oh goodness, this thread title immediate took my thoughts to Kris Kristofferson’s fabulous song ‘Sunday Mornin’ Coming Down’.

^And there's nothin' short of dyin'
Half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin' city sidewalks
Sunday mornin' comin' down^

Sorry for the hijack!

I've come over all unnecessary sue. I love Kris Kristofferson and that song.

Our Sunday sound is the sporty bloke two gardens down talking to his mate while sitting in the hot tub!!

I have a plastic garden neighbour. Plastic grass, plastic sofas and one shrub that is by a fence, too deep-rooted and awkwardly-placed to remove. It’s a buddleia cultivar that he lets grow up and then chainsaws to the ground just as it’s about to flower. I have fence-high shrubs with rambling roses trailing through and lots of hiding places for birds to nest. Each to one’s own.

Also people don’t take care of their artificial lawn because they think it doesn’t need any but it does. Heavy usage and no maintenance makes it look awful after a few years. You can’t have a barbecue on it either in case you burn it. It doesn’t grow back!

The house next to us has an artificial lawn. The house owner paid an exorbitant amount of money to have his natural lawn lifted and the artificial one laid and he went out of his way to let all the neighbours know it too! You know the sort, 'got to have the best,' 'spend the most', 'get it first' mentality............three years on and it looks dreadful. The problem is, dust gathers on the membrane beneath the artificial grass thus creating a perfect environment for seeds to germinate and before too long you've an artificial lawn........complete with real weeds! ???

Oh goodness, this thread title immediate took my thoughts to Kris Kristofferson’s fabulous song ‘Sunday Mornin’ Coming Down’.

^And there's nothin' short of dyin'
Half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin' city sidewalks
Sunday mornin' comin' down^

Sorry for the hijack!