Night Noises in the Valley

My house sits right on the valley wall, straight up in front of the house, straight down to the river behind. Last night I went to sleep early to the vast repertoire of a mockingbird, then during the night I could hear the deep bark of the neighborhood watch dog from the huge house above me echoing through the dark. Lonely train whistles magnified by the hills and at 4:30am the wailing of a woman on the street- coming from the only very noisy neighbors I have- and the dark responses from the man she was arguing with.