things we see

One of my favorite things to see is in my closet.
I am in the room with the small triangle window - and its sister window is in my closet.
Just outside the window is the light above the front door, and at night, when light is lit and I step into my closet, the triangle window frames illuminated leaves.
It's so beautiful, the black sky, the lit leaves, the wavy glass of the old window - but there's no way to shoot it...I tried.

But there is plenty that you can see in this old house...



A sunny window in the big dining room - the geraniums make me happy.
And aren't you wondering about the painting?



The house. My room has the triangle windows, of course.



The tea party...

The loo -



who else shows you pictures of the loo?
NO
ONE.



The front hall - someone is actually USING the calendar that the insurance company sent. I've never met anyone who does this.



A little tableaux vivant over the washing machine.
Where, you might wonder, is the dryer? (and you would do well to wonder as it appears to have gone missing)

Fear not - a couple of days into your stay you will read the notes on the side of the refrigerator and all will become clear...



There are notes all over the place -



including the number for "lower cod," which is good as I might need some.
One must dial the area code, even for local calls, and, as you can see -
I do mean dial.



We met the owners today - an elderly brother and sister. This was their parents house and while full of simple antiques (for another post) it is also chock-full of yankee ingenuity.
The curtains are all handmade by sister - the heavy work done by brother.



The windows are all propped open as their weights have long since dropped...and each of them is held up with a cold smooth lead pipe.
I've dropped several and can see how they could be lethal.

There are other little inventions around - an ingenious weights and pulley system to make the huge garage doors lift effortlessly, simple fixes of things we would probably replace, but these are my favorites:



Rock doorstop - front hall (on the upper right, in the paneled wall, is a secret cupboard with a winter scarf in it).



At the front door.

There is one at the back door too - but it's dark back there, again, too dark for a photo.

We've made a routine, the three of us.
Today threatens to change it a bit with some weather - not that we mind.
We'll sit inside and read books! Youngest said with a smile...
He is an excellent travel partner, as are you, dear readers.