What I hear

I decided to walk by the park next to my home in Flushing, Queens. It's early in the morning but it's bustling with life and lots of noise. It's not the loud, evansive sounds in the city. The sound I experienced in the park is the kind that people look for in YouTube videos to achieve relaxation.

Relaxing music sleep 

Relaxing music study 

Rain sound for sleeping 

It's a chilly day and the wind is blowing. The leaves of the trees rustle. The smaller branches creak and twist so awakerdly that I thought they might break at any point.
The wind subsides  but it woke the creatures that sleep on the canopy.
I hear an orchestra of songs chirped by a number of birds.
The squirrels scratching on the bark
The dogs without a lease running all around the park. The owners yell out for them to return and the dogs react with bark after bark.
My footsteps become a dialogue between me and the environment.. Every footstep sounds different, depending on what I step.
When I walk on the pavement, the steps sound louder.  Ocassionally I might step on a twig.
When I walk on the grass, the sound is absorbed by the ground.
As I walk down the hill, I immediately hear the loud quaks of the ducks that circle around the pound. But they aren't loud enough to drown out the curses of the competitive tennis players. The tennis ball is hollow and as it gets hit by the racket it creates a noise that echoes across the park.
Just a few steps over, a couple of old buddies are playing bocce. The ball clash and bounce. I don't understand the game but I know it's not going well for one of them. The man grunts and bickers under his breath.