I heard an elephant last night.
No – seriously – I’m not crazy. I was sitting on my back step and heard an elephant, a lion, and some unknown wild bird.
And I’m not the only one. Pedro heard it first. I told him it was probably just the guineas at the Amish neighbor’s. But there it was again – an African safari in our barn yard.
Jan heard it. Angel Girl heard it. Buddy heard it. I heard it.
Maybe we’re all crazy?! Can eating too many ears of fresh sweet corn cause one to hear strange noises?!
No, of course not. We really heard it and we have a sneaking suspicion we know where it’s coming from.
Are you ready for this – (lowers voice to a whisper) – our Amish neighbors.
Yes – I’m serious. You remember these neighbors – the ones with the train horn that they blow at all hours.
We think they may have – (lowers voice to a whisper) – a hidden tape player.
Or a CD player, or a record player.
They have something that they’re playing -probably battery operated – and this isn’t our only evidence.
A while back when my friend Kimmer was here to visit with her kiddos, we all heard what sounded like an auctioneer practicing- and it was coming from their house.
We knew there wasn’t an auction for miles.
Mystified, we jumped in her pick-up (so they wouldn’t recognize our vehicle) and drove slowly up the road – checking out their property without looking like we were checking out their property.
The place looked deserted and the sound disappeared when we got closer. It started again later when we got back at home. It sounded just like it was coming from their back building.
Now – some time later – we hear the sounds of a safari coming from the very same location.
They have to be hiding something back there.
Unless of course – they actually have an elephant in there – and a lion – and some strange bird – and an auctioneer. Which sounds more like the plot of a crazy 1960 Disney movie.
No – I’m thinking they have something hidden back there – and sooner or later we’ll discover just what it is.
I’ll keep you posted.