At Last
Company coming from a distance is wonderful. Having the normal quiet when all have gone home is . . . priceless. The patio porch kitties agree wholeheartedly. When Dennis has all three walls of the slider windows of the porch wide open to air the porch out of cigarette fumes, you know it could have choked a horse.
This afternoon, I tackled two of the eight windows in my bedroom porch. The house and window screens had been washed off last week, thus making it a bit easier. Admittedly my bottle of Windex is 50% white vinegar being used with a nylon scrubby. The two windows facing south is all I am doing today and the water marks are no more. I won’t mind going to bed this evening with the aroma of the vinegar. It smells . . . cleaning in progress.
Before the bugs have the sun shinny on the west front door, I hope t get that done before supper.
With that I will take my leave. ♥