photo credit flickr/Fecki
This past weekend my in-laws invited me out to the country for a much needed rest. I recently started a new job and I am still in the midst of a move, so sleep is not something I am getting much of these days. A weekend away is just what I needed. Along with a lots of bike riding, sleep, and nature sounds outside of the city, I discovered some interesting sonic features in my in-laws’ home. There is a bar in the living room, and what is a good bar without an ice crusher? That is right . . . not much of a bar! Not only does this little contraption break up ice into little pieces, but it makes a fair bit of racket. Luckily I brought my recorder on my weekend getaway and was able to capture the soothing sounds of the ice crusher. Now where is that martini?
Enjoy!
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