Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Faceless in a crowd!

As the language of the face is universal, so it is very comprehensive.
It is the shorthand of the mind, and crowds a great deal in a little room.
A man may look a sentence as soon speak a word.
                               Jeremey Collier


While you are reading this I am probably far away from the pictured above anxious to get to greener pastures familiar crowd that I usually hang out with. These cows always run to see me with huge smiles on their faces. I can actually crouch close to the ground and they will run right by me always careful not to knock me over. Some of them have this intense curiosity for that camera in my hand which usually stops them in their tracks and they surround me trying to be part of whatever it is I am trying to do. I am a real somebody in their eyes. My face is what they know and they are a huge part of the world I am so lucky to be a part of. They are contented and happy cows. Moo moo moo.

In the city where I am heading I will be just another nameless face in an endless sea of wanderers, and off to workers. I will not be noticed; some of them will walk with their heads turned to the ground with an electronic device and ear buds jammed into their ears choosing the sound they want to hear, eliminating the rest. Everyone rushing to get to where they need to be always in a hurry, getting to somewhere or getting to nowhere, it does not matter. They pay no mind to the girl who is not in her element with a camera in hand. Even though they could possibly knock me over in there hurried frenzy state and keep going I have to say that has never happened but there are the usual few minor bumps and nudges on the way with that familiar “Sorry”, especially during rush hour in the biggest city in Canada; Toronto Ontario.

The subway is where I will stand on the platform waiting, blending unnoticed hoping to find a spot to sit or stand once the crowd pushes us all into the arriving subway car. We will not be as careful, all banging into each other in the frenzy to make sure we can get on and get the right spot or for that matter any spot. This small word will be heard endlessly in my ears and flowing over my lips. Sorry sorry sorry.  Then there is that squealing, ringing and high pitched screeching of metal wheels on metal tracks while trying to stand firm holding a strap far above my head in the packed car, while going round corners at a high rate of speed. Screech screech screech. Squeal squeal squeal.


The farm is so quiet and relaxing I can actually sit in the bush all day hearing nothing but the birds singing, the trees whispering and those squirrels laughing. Chirp chirp chirp. 


In contrast the city is a huge jumble of noises……those sharp piercing ones like the endless sirens wailing, never-ending it seems. Waaa waaa waaaa. The constant pounding of the heavy equipment that comes from below from what I can only believe will be yet another condo building downtown. To get to my destination I will have to walk on a narrow board walk where you will see into the deepest hole I have personally ever seen surrounded by a high fence keeping those many workers which appear to be tiny ants below working safe. Bang bang bang. Then there is that bumper to bumper assortment of vehicles with their tires hitting those potholes in the pavement where the winter had left its damage. Plunk plunk plunk.

There are also those unnoticed hard to hear sounds that if you really listen you will hear; those singing wandering musicians trying to make a buck on the busy street leaving open their instrument case and that soft sound of a coin bouncing into it from a satisfied grateful passerby. A very soft Thump thump thump. There are also those voices some being harsh and demanding but most soft whispers of the men and women who sit on the street with nowhere to go holding a paper cup, begging for someone to notice them as the crowd rushes by. The sound of please please please then possibly a coin tossed into the Tim Horton’s cup which is a sound I cannot hear but I do notice the smile.


So very different from my world but I am so excited about seeing those new faces and hearing those new sounds. It has been awhile.

You may be interested in my guest post this Friday. A couple of short stories from a young lady who loves to write.

Later

32 comments:

  1. The city is a place I never want to be. You described the sounds and the nameless faces perfectly.

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  2. You are so right. I think I'd rather stay with your cows. They look beautiful.....and the pasture.....! Just lovely. The only thing is sometimes it IS good to go to the other extreme. It answeres an internal question and makes you appreciate just what you have. By the way, thanks so....so much for all your encouragement over these last months. I have read your blogs occasionally ....just haven't commented. I appreciate you. Joan

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  3. Loved this reflective on SOUNDS . . . I am happy to be a visitor of city sounds and a resident of the quieter . . .
    The pictures were perfect . . .

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  4. love those dear cows, coming at you!!!

    hope you are soon back with them.

    enjoy your city time, as you seem to do so.

    but i'm sure, it would not last long.

    your heart is where your cows and peaceful silence is....

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  5. A great post Buttons! You described the sounds of a city perfectly! I too would be more content in the midst of your cows.
    Have fun in the city!

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  6. I love both places actually, but the farm is my favorite.

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  7. i know you will enjoy your time in the city, just the same. :)

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  8. TO is a vibrant and exciting place to be...for a short while.

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  9. I am a fan of the country and the quiet :)
    But the city does offer some sights for a day or two!

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  10. Have fun and it is so true, I think when you get used to be with animals all of the time being with people is so much work.
    I bet you have a lovely trip.

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  11. I LOVE the big cities, to visit, all that clanging, whining, the scents and the impersonality of it all, but I LOVE the constant of small, quiet and personal more. Wonderful post Buttons!

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  12. Enjoy your time away. You described city noise to a tee. I dread going to the city. One of the many reasons why I chose to live here. Quiet and slow pace. Love how you are so descriptive in your words. More please.

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  14. I like seeing the world through your eyes.

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  15. Sometimes you need something totally different. I am more of the cow-crowd, myself, but did once live in the Very Large City - and lived to tell about it! Have a wonderful trip and bring us back lots of stories!

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  16. Buttons girl I hope you are feeling better. I love that you tell your readers that these cows have thoughts too and reactions to you!
    I think so many people don't think farm animals don't have thoughts or feelings and that just isn't so.
    I hope all goes well for you in the big city ... take care !
    Joy : )

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  17. Going to the city is fine in short bursts - lots to see and different things to buy (sometimes), but it's always good to get back home.
    It's fun in the travelling too.
    Enjoy yourself B :D)

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  18. Oh Buttons, I LOVE the pictures of your cows!!Think these are the best you've ever done.

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  19. You nailed the city and the country, perfectly! Have a great time, be safe...mostly be safe.

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  20. I enjoy a visit to the city. Just a visit! It is sensory overload for me.

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  21. B,

    I prefer the sounds of nature, the natural calm over the loud city noise. Enjoy your trip, take plenty of pictures and be safe.
    Hugs,
    Sandy

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  22. Have fun my friend. Hugs M xox

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  23. A visit to the noisy city; how exciting! And how much more you'll appreciate home when you return to it.

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  24. Buttons, I love your first image, with the cows raising a bit of dust in their hurry!
    Have a good trip, and come back refreshed!!

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  25. The thoughts of cows running towards me make me so happy. I use to live in a very quiet house near the river, after fourteen years,the owner broke his promise, I lost my sweetest cat and tranquility, now i live in an apt which is in the crossroads of two of the main cities, with the ambulance not 2 minutes a way I'm in hell, so I'm very glad that you only have to visit for a short while. i'd do anything to move but I can't afford it....So I'm happy that you B can run with the cows, it's the beautiful image i keep in mind...thank you

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  26. I do enjoy visiting cities, but I cold never live in one. I am a country boy at heart :-)

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  27. Yep, B I'm with you as I would rather always be home in the country with the animals and quiet. I prefer the country to the city always... It's suffocating there but it's fun to adventure with camera in hand sometimes too. Have fun today!

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  28. Such contrasting places, each with it's own music , it's own sights & smells. The city seems like a clanging cymbal , the country , a soft stringed instrument with cows as the horn section. I prefer the country too and can sit for hours on my porch, spinning wool, simply watching and listening to all that surrounds my home in the country. Have fun !

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  29. You truly made the city/country contrast come to life here. But then, of course you would. I love, love, love these cow pictures. And I am so glad I don't live in the city any more.

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  30. Love this post. I swear, I'm going to get a passport and meet you in Toronto one of these days.

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  31. i love seeing your happy girls!! such joy! i think the city has some pretty wonderful opportunities too. it's great you appreciate being where you are at the moment. enjoy your getaway! *hugs*

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  32. I've been to Toronto a few times in my life and on the subway once. I don't like the crowds or the noise either. We are blessed to be living in the country, you and I, although I do have to put up with the road traffic that goes continuously to and from town. I notice it more now that my windows are open, especially between 6:45 and 7:30 in the morning!

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