I have spent a considerable amount of time over the past 18 years at our family condo in Charlestown along the RI coast. This costal region, which is still pretty rural, is an area of special beauty and interest to me. Most mornings at sunrise I can be found walking East Beach or hiking the trails at Ninigret or Trustom NWR, looking for that special shot. Trustom, a stop along the east coast flyway, is my favorite because of the diverse sights, sounds and smells. The earthy smell along Red Maple Swamp trail, the fresh smell of hay on Farm loop trail, the musty smell of the salt ponds on Otter trail and the clean ocean smell at the end of Osprey trail. But it is the sounds, often subtle, that I also enjoy. The gentle gurgle of the farm pond brook…. the not so subtle honking as wave after wave of geese arrive or depart on their migration….the unique wup-wup-wup sound that the swans make when their wings hit the water during take off…the distant and haunting sound of the fog horn from the Point Judith Light House….the distant eight a.m. horn announcing the departure of the Block Island Ferry from Galilee harbor…the waves breaking on the beach….and the chirping of birds too numerous to mention. Trustom, a very special place.