Breezing Through The Weekend

I think sometimes we take things for granted. Don’t get me wrong, I love central air, especially in the summer. However, today I got to enjoy a wonderful breeze in the living room.

When the kids and I walked the neighborhood this morning, it was 64 degrees. I actually put jeans on for the walk. There was a slight breeze as we walked and I realized that it won’t be log before jackets will be needed on our walks soon.

When I got home and walked into the house, I sensed a staleness in the air. I immediately went around the room opening up the windows. Three of the four walls in the living room have windows and I opened them all up. It wasn’t long before there was a wonderful cross breeze moving the stale air out and the fresh air in.

I think the high today got up to 67 degrees. It was the perfect day for open windows. At naptime, I laid Ella in her crib and Andrew fell asleep on me on the couch. I kicked back on the couch with him asleep on my belly and enjoyed the sounds outside. One neighbor was working on something in his garage, another was out with their kids, and another was weed whacking. I think I dozed off for a little bit myself. Our nap was cut short when one of the neighborhood dogs started barking at something.

As summer winds down, I am certainly looking forward to more “open window” days.

6 thoughts on “Breezing Through The Weekend

  1. there is something nice about being able to have the windows open (with screens of course – nothing nice in having wasps or other winged critters coming in with the breeze). Last night we actually had the bedroom window open for a bit, we had a line of thunderstorms roll through in the evening then it cooled down to about 70, which is about as cool as it has been at any time since mid-June.

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