The windows are open…

May 20, 2009 at 1:58 am Leave a comment

I sit here tonight in my silent living room, the girls’ movement quieted upstairs, lights off, rest time.   Sergei out jogging, listening to a sermon, I’m sure.

The windows are open.  The glorious sunshine of the day set and forgotten; having done it’s duty honorably and with it’s push downward up springs a pleasant, breezy evening.  My street is alive with chatter as people happily pass the house walking home from work, while others make their way to meet friends for a drink.

I feel settled, coming into our third summer at this large gray house here in Chicago.

And although another cosmic shift in our minute lives is about to take place with the addition of  Marchenko #6, tonight I relish the feeling of peace.  I love the first nights of summer when we can keep the windows open.

This is the time of year for new beginnings, the leaves burst forth on trees and perennials spring up and we give an amicable nod to the last footprints of winter as we watch it walk out the door.  I love this time of year.  Before it’s too hot to just sit and enjoy the sounds outside.  Before the windows are slammed down and the air condition is cranked up.

The first nights of true summer…

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