The tide has turned so there is the rhythmic hsch hsch of the waves coming in, the high pitched sounds of a large flock of siskins feeding in the garden, and the odd cry of a gull or two. A crackle from the fire and the clack of a doorhandle as a door blows open in the draught from the open window, and I hear a door close from a neighbour's house. From the kitchen there's the sound of gently bubbling water from a pan with my egg in it.
Have you read the novel Grace Notes by Bernard MacLaverty? I loved the way everyday sounds were woven into the story of the main character, Catherine, who is a composer. A lovely read. I read it first for the story, and again for the sound details.