Nanawall Evanston

Elias had bought the house in November. For six months, the wall had stayed shut. It was a cold winter, the kind where the spray from the lake freezes on the piers. Elias would sit in his Eames chair with a cup of coffee and stare at the glass, watching the ice form on the outside pane. The mechanism looked fragile. It was a stack of panels, hinged and slim, and he was convinced that the sheer weight of the Illinois winter would shatter it. He kept the heavy curtains drawn, treating the Nanawall like a wound that needed a bandage.

On those perfect Illinois spring and summer days, you can completely fold back the panels to flood your home with fresh air and natural sunlight. nanawall evanston

The house exhaled.

It turns the unpredictable Illinois weather into a spectator sport from the comfort of your couch. Elias had bought the house in November