Otherwise silence

A silent Monday, another German holiday. There is the sound of a pigeon cooing outside, distant thunder too. A police car with it's horn on leaves the police station at the end of the road.
Otherwise there is nothing.
The cat is awake, but that is all, the son is asleep, the wife is asleep.
And that pigeon outside, constantly cooing
And it has rained, the streets are wet, the thunder is louder now. There may be a storm approaching.

It is nine in the morning in Landshut, there is the sound of rain outside, stronger, and the light is failing.
The bells in the church sound for the hour, thirty seconds late.

Sit happily in the darkening living room, there is the sound of the rain for company. A car passing in the distance. Otherwise silence