In this world of noise, I want my children to listen to the sounds of silence. Instead of allowing them to be plugged in, I want them to hear the autumn leaves crunch beneath their feet…, to hear the waves lapping against the seashore, the faint breath of a loved one sleeping, the blue tits singing their way into spring.

In this world of noise, I want my children to listen to the sounds of silence. Instead of allowing them to be plugged in, I want them to hear the autumn leaves crunch beneath their feet…, to hear the waves lapping against the seashore, the faint breath of a loved one sleeping, the blue tits singing their way into spring.