Rowe - Where the air is clean, it's so quiet at night in the winter your ears hurt from listening so intently. The nights are completely dark except for the stars - millions of them. The smells are of nature, earthy, warm. The winters may be longer, the snow deeper, the house much colder but the trade is exhaust, the sound of cars, planes landing over your house and so much light pollution that you only see the major stars. I'll take Rowe any day and some day I will be there for good.
Thinking we were going to have a great boating weekend
we went to Rowe with the idea that Sunday would
be the perfect day.
The overcast skies lead us to thinking about an indoor project
so we finished cleaning out the library and began working on the
physical cleanup of the ceiling and floor.
Bill and I took turns using the shop vac to take
off the big chunks of paint.
I have to tell you this wasn't a lot of fun.
Cait goes up on Tuesday and Wednesday to spend her time with a paint scraper on a ladder. She'll have even less fun, but she's willing.
Next a little floor clean up to last us til next spring when the entire floor will come out and the floor joists (and maybe a sill) will be replaced. A wide pine floor will go in the place of this one.