One of the fond memories I have from my childhood is getting up on the roof to help dad clean gutters or put up Christmas lights. For some reason it makes me feel slightly superior to all the minions wandering around at ground-level, like I have some omnipotent power they don't.
If nothing else it gives you a different perspective on your neighborhood and your neighbors - ever wonder what's behind the fence in your neighbors back yard? Now you can know!
I was on the roof today to install a vent for the bathroom fan (the small black square in the bottom right of the photo). I've got a month off grad school so the remodeling party continues!
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