Window washing and laundry day

Monday the queen of the house and her royal subject washed curtains and windows. (Ya may not need to look twice to see we've been livin' in a not-so-clean house. YUCK!) The soot on the "yellow" microfibre cloth is from the second wiping of the window sills and screens; water in the bucket was CLEAN only two rag wringings earlier. And we're breathin' this stuff? While wiping soot from the screens outside we met a little friend on the living-room window ledge. This little lizard was not nearly as talkative as the Geico gecko! Whose DIRTY finger is that anyway?

Her Majesty's clotheslines outside the royal kitchen door are never enough. Needed four times that many to accomodate the curtains she washed Monday. As you can see we won't be havin' many royal yard parties!

Now an inside shot of our regal laundry and comfort facilities--shower to the right; His Magesty's throne to the left.

In answer to questions asked about our neighborhood, we've included this back-side view of our home on 42 Steber Street--the one with the blue roof--not the blue house with the tin roof. The Santa Fe is parked on the south. If you look very, very, very closely, you may be able to see the Caribbean see to the left of the green trees. . . maybe not! (ha-ha)