Ep. 255 : Saturday Morning at McGregor Point

Listening to the land, in a very tangible way, can lead to some pretty special moments. Whether it is Black-capped Chickadees scolding an Eastern Screech Owl, hearing the thunder heralding a powerful storm, or the waves washing up on the beach, the land speaks to us through sound in thousands of ways. We just have to stop and listen.
I brought my recorder with me out to McGregor Point on Naadowewi-gichigami/Lake Huron incase any sounds moved me, and of course, such a big beautiful sea tugged at me in the foggy morning. I had to record.

Ep. 194 : Song of the Night ii

“It was a clear night, and the stars were as visible as they get around this area within the city. I made out Polaris and the Big Dipper earlier while looking for a place to record. I noticed a faint breeze, coming from my neighbourhood blowing down towards the river…”
Just over a year ago I went for a walk along the river by my house and I pressed record and put my recorder down. The first recording was successful in sharing a piece of the night with a broader audience. It captured the Summer with the beauty I was truly hoping for, and so, I tried it again. This time with a little more magic…
Sit back, relax and enjoy the sounds of the night.

Ep. 166 : Song of the night

For most of my life I have enjoyed biking and walking through the trails at night. There is a special beauty that glows faintly at night and I have longed to share that with friends ever since I was old enough to spend the night out by myself. It took me by surprise when I realized that others couldn’t get out as I did. They held back by more than subtle threats and stories told to keep folks in their place.
The show this week is about sharing the sounds I came across recently on late night forays down to the river by my house and in my backyard. I recorded these in hopes to offer them as chances to participate in the space of the night for folks who can’t get out there for whatever reasons.
I hope you enjoy.