The wind in the trees, 2 kiddos starting to stir from nap, one of my nap time CDs (I forgot what it's called and am NOT getting up to see), keyboard clicking, and now a siren in the distance.
A group of people singing a cappella and having a party. They're either around the corner, behind the other building, or in one of the units of the other building with the windows wide open. They're pretty good
Air conditioner; fans; the booming sound of the tv in the other room as DH watches a dvd of "Prime Suspect" with Helen Mirren and he's trying to hear it above the A/C and fan noises.
The AC at work. There's a woman in the dept across the road from ours; when she laughs, she really hars, hars it up. And slaps the table with every har. I'm listening to that, too.