Earlier this summer The Swede borrowed his dad's power washer to clean the roof of our terrace. It was a job that took quite a while but which The Swede attacked with verve I haven't seen since he shovelled the snow off of the Segersten roof back in the winter of 2010. And I got to watch my husband working with his shirt off, water splashing down on him from the roof as he annihilated the grime that had accumulated there over who knows how many years. A good time was had by all. Then, this morning, I saw this sight: some worker hired by the community, no doubt, spray washing the unnecessary lighthouse. If only they'd known about they guy who lives right here who would have done it for free.
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