A hummingbird! I watched a few fly so quickly and quietly over the tall grasses of a marsh meadow I thought they were insects. I caught three of them through my binoculars. What a treat to gaze upon a still hummingbird!
The quietest and quickest things that I can think of (!) are my thoughts - they repond to the stimuli around me with such speed that I cannot even articulate them into any kind of sense. Except as a felt sense memory - ah, yes! I remember thinking that then, without the voices that engendered my fast response.
I had a Newfoundland dog who loved to hide in the yard on a moonless night. She'd lay perfectly still so she couldn't make any noise, but when I finally saw her, she'd jump up and come running as fast as she could. She also had the loudest laugh that was totally silent.
This is now reminding me - someone once concinved me that SAS meant 'silent and sneaky'.
For some reason I immediately thought of a little mouse running through tunnels.
I thought of that too!
I thought of the same! 🐁
A hummingbird! I watched a few fly so quickly and quietly over the tall grasses of a marsh meadow I thought they were insects. I caught three of them through my binoculars. What a treat to gaze upon a still hummingbird!
My first thought was a hunting cheetah, the second thought, rather quickly, was death and then the third thought was thought itself.
Your quiet and quick things grew increasingly philoshopical as they went on :)
A breath. Specifically the one you take just before you’re excited or nervous about happens.
Those tiny black-footed hunting cats! The most successful hunter of all the wildcats!
Ooh yes!
Light
Aah yes!
dandelion fluff
Owl
Being home alone.
The quietest and quickest things that I can think of (!) are my thoughts - they repond to the stimuli around me with such speed that I cannot even articulate them into any kind of sense. Except as a felt sense memory - ah, yes! I remember thinking that then, without the voices that engendered my fast response.
Yes!! Love this!
I had a Newfoundland dog who loved to hide in the yard on a moonless night. She'd lay perfectly still so she couldn't make any noise, but when I finally saw her, she'd jump up and come running as fast as she could. She also had the loudest laugh that was totally silent.
She sounds wonderful!
Right after a snow fall at night.
A feather in the wind!
The setting sun...
A rumor spreading in a high school. Yes, there'd be talking, but so much also said through not talking
Oooh!