I love the sound of the wind in winter it's like you can hear the lost soles of the past, wind in the pines, sound of a rushing river, the call of a bull elk to his mate and a baby's laugh it always brings a smile to my face.

I love the sound of my dogs "play" growling at me, my horse whineying a greeting to me. ;-)

all of these.
I love to wake to, "Nana, good morning time!" by my nearly seven year old heartssong!
windchimes tinkling...dh talking in his sleep :)
soft rain
birds and crickets in the back yard
my youngest grandbaby saying anything on the phone. Lately she says, "Nana is so funny, da-e!" (daddy:) )
"I love you too."
Dinner cooking.
All kinds of music evokes nostalgic memories for me, but I do love to hear Christmas music in the background. I feel the love and he magic of this time of the year. :)

All those, plus rain. I love to hear the rain.

My 2yr old dgd learning to talk and express herself.

A crackling fire in the fireplace.

my dgd & dgs running down the hall yelling "grammy's home!"

the silence of being the only one still up @ nite,

the sound of the washer running, to remind me how lucky i am (did all the laundry including the cloth diapers in the bathtub for a couple years, we were so broke1)

the sound of the car starting the first time you turn the key..haven't always had that either!

the furnace or fridge kicking on in the middle of the night..reminds me to count my blessings.

the sound of sheets snapping on the clothesline

the steam burst frm the iron when i'm sewing

the sewing machine when it is flowing "just right"

dh's ringtone & voice on the phone

dh snoring, cause that means he's home & not out of town for work (he's gone 3-4 nites a week)

A baby just learning how to laugh. Rivers with a small water fall and no one around. Laying in a forest and listening to the sounds.( In a tent, camping)

Trains and planesand all of the above!

Rain on a tin roof. and a rain storm over the hill . getting closer and closer. and then passing by, and the sun comes out and the birds sing. this is Gods country

Rain on a tin roof. and a rain storm over the hill . getting closer and closer. and then passing by, and the sun comes out and the birds sing. this is Gods country