Natural light is such an important commodity downtown. Even if you have a window (as I do), your access to light is probably going to be stymied by a nearby building (as mine is). Even more, when you live downtown in a big city, right on one of that big city's major thoroughfares, it can be pretty hard to look through the window anyway. Amazing how the dirt and exhaust travel four stories up to cling to our tiny windows. Rain does nothing to wash this mess away: it only serves as glue! And even pigeon feathers find a way of holding on in the strongest winds.
We have a contract with a window-washer, and we have to beg for him to come. This is so crucial in the winter months, when every photon counts, but winter is too cold. So we had something on the order of six months of window grime today when voila' the Window Washer Cometh. It was not particularly good timing, but on a day when the sun is bright and a few extra photons are finding their way past the buildings to brighten our dark abode, no inconvenience is to be measured.
And so here I write, my shades open (I was keeping them closed because the dirty windows were just too distressing), the light attempting to make it in. Spring is really coming!
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