“What is that sound I am hearing?” I asked myself as I lay dozing this morning before the alarm went off.
It was about three in the morning, the room was dark, the crickets were – what is the word? “Cricketing?” – in the dark outside my window, and the house was almost silent inside. Almost. There was the matter of that sound.
It hadn’t awakened me – exactly. It was just a sound that I wasn’t expecting to hear. It sounded like a fan running somewhere. That must be it! It’s the attic fan. I went to sleep with it on because it was a nice evening and I wanted fresh air.
No! That’s not it! The attic fan is on a timer and would have turned itself off hours ago.
But it’s definitely a fan! It would be a good fifteen minutes before I sussed it.
The final week of summer had started in Colorado and the cool evenings were getting downright cold. When I reached over to prevent my first alarm of the morning from going off at 03:30 I looked at the cell phone and noticed the Weather Underground Widget. It informed me that it was 43° under clear skies in Lakewood, Colorado. The heater (which I leave set at 50° so that should we suffer a sudden temperature drop whilst I am travelling – so that I don’t come back to burst pipes) had come on for the first time in months.
Gotta love living in Colorado where the temperatures can swing by 40° between the highs and the lows, and your heater can come on automatically in the summer! That mystery solved, I gathered the duvet around me a bit tighter and continued to luxuriate for a few more minutes before finally tossing myself out of bed and getting myself ready for the day.
Wherever you are this morning, I hope that your little mysteries are as easily solved.
Don Bergquist – September 18, 2017 – Lakewood, Colorado, USA
