I say that because we finally opened the windows in our house. All at once you can feel winter blowing out and spring blowing in.
I notice it the most at night when I am in bed. All of a sudden you can hear everything.
On Sunday morning I can hear all of the church bells going off on the half-hour. If you listen hard enough you can count the rings and figure out what time it is.
At night I can hear the sirens. If you listen hard enough you can sometimes tell which way they are going. Are they heading north on Ohio 61 toward Ohio 601? Has there been another accident? Are they heading to our neighborhood?
Early in the morning on weekdays, about 4 a.m., I can hear our neighbor Mike as he leaves for work. He works for Newcomer Concrete and his crew drives to Columbus and back each day. I see him a lot when he comes home from work, usually with dinner in hand. That’s a tough life.
Later on on Monday mornings I hear the garbage man come to Maplehurst Elementary. I can hear him as he turns the corner and heads to the big Dumpster. I can hear him lock onto the Dumpster, lift it over the truck and dump it. Then he bangs it three or four times the make sure all of the garbage is out. (Sometimes I think he adds another bang or two with the Dumpster doors just to make sure I am awake). Then he backs up and I can hear the truck and the beep, beep, beep. I can hear him drive away to his next stop.
I can hear the rain at night with the thunder. I can hear the water as it hits our roof or as it drips down the gutters.
The best part of opening the windows at night is the fresh air and the warm breeze coming in as you sleep.
Spring really is the best season of them all.
How many of you were outside this weekend enjoying a ballgame or a track meet? I umpired a softball double-header between St. Paul and Edison. There also was a baseball double-header and the new Norwalk Area Contractors Park was packed with people enjoying the fun and sun.
I saw a lot of people outside Sunday working in their yard. Jody and I power-washed and painted our deck. That means planting flowers, mulching and cutting grass aren’t too far away.
The problem with spring is it leaves as fast as it arrives. Just when you get outside and enjoy it, summer creeps in along with the heat.
With that said I will enjoy it when I can and leave those windows wide open.
Nothing says spring like the beep, beep, beep of the garbage truck.
Joe Centers is Reflector managing editor. He can be reached at [email protected]