On this crisp almost winter morning, I thought perhaps I’d throw back the curtains, let what light there was come streaming into the house, and enjoy the cusp of the new season. On opening the blinds I discovered that not only was this cusp of winter the usual drab snowless transition one might expect, but some bird had a case of diarrhea so intense as to manage to hit my window through the screen.
You know what’s really lovely this time of year? Curtains. Curtains are a great look. I think I’ll stick with those.