The flow of the spring causes a constant sound in the air, the water pouring over the top, cascading down the side before finally splashing down into the pond below. The rock that is surrounding it is newer, but already the spring water is causing part of those rocks to turn orange. There is no wind that I can see, for the American flag that is posted next to the spring does not move. Leaves of various colors fall gently from the trees onto the ground below.
I can hear a car coming down the gravel path, the tires shifting the rocks underneath them. There are no children here, so the playground is silent. Various birds can be heard chirping among the trees. Bugs come to buzz around my ears, but they only stay for a second or two before flying away. Tiny spiders seem to have taken over the back of the green bench that rests beside the spring. Our iconic maple leaves are infested with hundreds of tiny webs, but all of them appear empty. Perhaps this is why I have not seen any spiders, since there seems to be no food here for them. The bench itself is stained from the rain and dirt, but the small plaque that reads ‘In Loving Memory Art & Audrey Altick’ is very clean.
Another car in the park starts its engine, and I can hear the gravel shifting again. The car kicks up a small cloud of dust while it departs. Another car pulls in as this car leaves. A women with short hair steps out of the car in her khaki capris and black shirt. I can hear two more doors open and close, but I cannot see who else has arrived. Crickets start to chirp as the sun dips lower in the sky, and I can briefly hear a woodpecker as it searches for food.
There is a tiny breeze that rustled the very top branches of a few trees. But yet the breeze is not strong enough to break through the trees to reach us visitors in the park. I can now hear two children yelling at the playground, but they are not loud enough to hear what they are saying, though most of it sounds like screams rather than words. And as I leave the park myself, I turn down the radio and roll down my windows just so I can listen to nature a little while longer.