great things about being blind. The sound of water.

When I was about six or seven, I announced that when I grew up and had my own place that I would have a fountain in my livingroom.  I always have loved the sound of running water.  There is nothing like the sound of the ocean waves flowing in and crashing and then the sound and hiss as they are sucked back out.  I'm sure the look of them can't be any more beautiful.  There is nothing quite like the sound of a water fall.  Even small ones can sound big to me.  I can be impressed with a small falls that sounds big.  I love to cross a bridge over a flowing stream and hear that water.  The little waves of a river or lake lapping against the shore.  The falling pouring rain or the gentle rain sounds especially if you are inside.  I am sure water does not look as beautiful as it sounds.