Yesterday I stood listening to the rain outside the open window. I tried to differentiate and sort the many sounds: water falling in a steady stream from the roof valley; water dripping from one leaf to the next; water falling from the sky to the shrubs and trees; high up and away the drumming of thunder; rain splashing in the rock fountain, rain on the concrete walk, rain on the roof. Such variety of sound! And then a mockingbird sang. And the wind chime moved in a breeze and gave off a thin piercing sound. A ring-necked dove cooed. An Orchestra !