The birds are chasing each other, trees are budding, tulips are pushing up. Spring has arrived. But the birds and the bees aren’t the only ones coming out to play with the warmer weather.
This is kind of a crazy post, I’m a little embarrassed to even write about it, but every spring this happens. Something must be in the air. Here where I live, there’s a month or two in the spring where it’s warm enough to leave your windows open at night and cool enough to leave the air conditioning off. It’s before the allergy season hits, before the mosquitoes are really pesky, and when being woke up by the birds is still pleasant.
Winter is so long here. Everyone stays shut up in their homes (except the hour or two after a snowstorm ends and everyone emerges to dig themselves out) and neighbors don’t generally chat. The thing about winter is the silence. Ever been out walking in the snow at night? Take away the sounds of the city, and there’s just silence. Your boots crunching on the snow – and not much else. Maybe a coyote in the country, a few chickadees or a blue jay. But spring is full of sound. Spring brings out the walkers, the gardeners, the kids, and the backyard enthusiasts. Everyone is buzzing with joy about the return of the warmer weather.
I love sleeping with my window open. I love the sounds of the crickets, the fresh breeze when the house has been shut up for months, falling asleep watching the stars. In fact, I would rather turn off the air conditioning in the summer and sleep with four fans and the window open, but the hubs won’t let me However, spring and fall, the window is open. Even when it rains, I try to leave it open just a crack when I can.
I like to sit by the window with my laptop or a book in the evenings. The neighbors, apparently, also like to leave their windows open. About 11PM it starts. Someone nearby begins to make love. You can hear them enjoying one another. I never know exactly who it is, you never hear names, but I can tell which side of my house it’s on, whether it’s across the street or behind us. And there’s little doubt what they’re about, or that they’re clearly enjoying themselves. Although, to be honest, usually it’s mostly feminine enjoyment
I shake my head and go back to what I’m doing. 10 minutes later, another neighbor starts. Within an hour, there’s been 4 or 5 couples filling the night air with their ecstasy – windows wide open.
You can actually track the progress down the street – like being back in school and listening to your neighbors sing Row Row Row Your Boat in a round. It makes me smile, because this means spring is really here. Are people making love all winter – sure, I mean, I assume they are. But there’s something primal about the contagious nature of spring that has everyone joining in to celebrate the warm weather in a way that echoes the birds…and the bees.
In the city, it’s so easy to go about your business and never speak to your neighbors. – for me it is anyway. We hide behind closed doors, behind suits and uniforms as we dash out the driveway. It’s nice to know that even in the city, there are some aspects of humanity that remain common through the ages.
Do like to sleep with the windows open? What does spring sound like where you live?
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