My daughter and I like to play a game when we’re outdoors. We stop whatever busyness has consumed our mind and conversation, we hold hands, close our eyes, take a deep breath in and just listen. We listen. Just listen. Then without opening our eyes or loosening our grasp, we take turns saying what we hear. It’s magical. The sights we see are suddenly transformed into a brilliant expression of sound. Tonight I was watering the cut garden alone while she and hubby scoured the woods for salmon berries. My mind was occupied with all that I needed to do when I got back inside: Get her off to bed.…