Call it the Northern Mandate.
For some, Spring Cleaning is an annual rite.
But here in the Uttermost North, we have Fall Cleaning too.
During Summer, our attentions and efforts are outward-directed. We're out doing things. (Quickly, there's not much time.) Doors and windows are open. In-house work gets neglected.
But now it's Winter. Our attentions and efforts turn inward. Windows and doors are closed, and we're facing the prospect of being shut in with all this for the next six months.
It's only natural to do what you can to undo Summer's lapses: to make where you are as bearable as you possibly can.
Well, the White Ravens have flown. Yet again we give in to the age-old urge.
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Gods speed the work.
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Just such has gripped me. Moving furniture, dispatching dust bunnies, and moving broken things on to their next lives.