Where's Robbo?

Spent a good chunk of the day today taking the storms off the windows on the back side of the house (at least the ones I could reach without a ladder) and attacking said storms and windows inside and out with Windex and newspaper.

I love newly-cleaned windows. The view through is so clear, so sharp, so rich - almost more real than if the glass weren't there at all, in a sort of Neo-Platonist way.

The back of Orgle Manor faces northeast and looks out on woodland - mostly oak and maple. In the fall when the leaves all turn and the sun shines on them from over the roof, they fill all the rooms on that side with a deep orange glow. It's well worth the effort to give the windows a good cleaning in order to maximize the effect.