..to the mournful boom of foghorns in the Firth of Clyde this morning as we drove through thick mist to the funeral of a friend.
Then to the moving sound of two very beautiful soloist's voices at the church.
And later in the day to the merry chatter of an excited four year old as he told us breathlessly about his adventures with his new presents -'myremotecontrolleddumpertruckandmyremotecontrolledexcavator!'
Tonight as I write this I can hear the crackle of a log in the fire and the strident calls of some oystercatchers on the shore....(To hear their piping call click here and scrolling down a little bit click on audio.) They feed at night when the tide is out.
What have you been listening to today?