Life is not simple dealing with rooms with soaring twenty-foot ceilings.  All that height is impossible to reach by ordinary means.  Ladders tall enough to reach high up on the walls work, but they can also be tricky to use.  Particularly when their purpose is to give access to hang objects up high.  Or to remove them, as the case may be.

A set of collapsible, storable scaffolding will do the trick.  And that's just what we acquired when we moved into this house over two decades ago.  They've been used extensively, because my husband is given to doing things that most people would never dream of attempting on their own.  They're cumbersome and heavy, and he now stores them not in the basement, but outside, in the larger of our two garden sheds (which he built himself two years ago).  So it means hauling the components into the house from the shed, putting them together and putting the entire enterprise to work.

Anyone attempting to use them must have physical strength and dexterity.  At 75 years of age, hedging toward 76, my husband is still capable of dealing with them.  As he did yesterday, to enable himself to re-hang an allegorical 19th Century painting of Leda and the Swan, which he'd temporarily removed to enable him to put in place the stained glass windows on the upper story of the Palladian windows in that room.

It took awhile for him to get around to hanging the painting, because it required some restoration work, which he is also capable of doing.  And now, it's re-hung, and he can begin the task of replacing everything in the living room where it should go.