There was a cacophony across the water while my wife was out in the hammock this afternoon. I thought that it was a bird, but she thought it was a small animal. We could not see what it was, but it turns out that she was right. It was a baby squirrel.

I went out with my camera and tried to track it through the trees. I finally caught sight of it, and managed to get one picture where you could actually tell what it was. The rest of the pictures it had managed to duck behind a tree or out of frame, or else there was too much camera shake to see anything other than a small brown blur.

It was making a lot of noise for quite some time. The squirrel never really stopped to take a breath; it just kept squeeking away for about 20 minutes.

When I lived in an apartment, you could be at opposite ends and hold a conversation in a normal tone of voice. This is certainly not the case in the house. In the house, you could be in the next room and have trouble making out words if your voices are not raised.

Sound does not seem to travel around the corners in the house so well. With windows open, fans blowing, and vents doing their thing it can sometimes be quite difficult to hear what somebody is saying if they are in not in the same room. This is not a necessarily a bad thing, but it is an adjustment from what we are used to.

The biggest source of noise is our proximity to the road. Traffic has a tendency to go a bit fast, especially the motorized kind with two wheels. With the windows open, it can sometimes be hard to hear somebody who is in the same room as you are. There is not a lot of traffic, though, so that is not a huge bother unless you do not like to repeat yourself.