Monday. I'd vowed I'd continue cleaning the baseboards, but they are so grimy, and the cleaning is so deep and secret, I let the whole day slip by without one squirt of cleanser and no vacuum inhalations.
Johnny and George spent a long day getting rid of the siding on the north side of the house and puzzling over and patching up all sorts of rotting patches.
The revelation of the brown clapboard, hidden for so many years, is quite splendid. If it weren't so worn and battered, and if there was another way to insulate, I'd be tempted to leave it forever, but I will just post these pictures for the record of lamentations.
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