All day the blanket snapped and swelled
on the line, roused by a hot spring wind....
From there it witnessed the first sparrow,
early flies lifting their sticky feet,
and a green haze on the south-sloping hills.
Clouds rose over the mountain....At dusk
I took the blanket in, and we slept,
restless, under its fragrant weight.
I spent all day yesterday doing laundry. It seems to multiply from one day to the other doesn't it?
As I went about my day, my daughter brought to my attention that I was doing laundry all dolled up LOL
I had gone out in the morning for an errand and didn't want to change before taking on the task of laundry, besides I happen to believe that just because we're doing household chores doesn't mean we have to be sloppy or messy.
It was such a beautiful Fall day, just a bit of a breeze, cool temperatures but not cold and that crisp sharp sun shining over head.
You may find it crazy that I have my camera on me at all times, but I never know when a good photo opportunity will show up and I do so love being able to record all these memories for a future day.
As the day went by, I walked in and out of the house, loads of laundry on my hip and the exchange from line to basket and basket to line becoming a fluid motion without much thought going into it...as if my body was on auto pilot.
I washed, I dried, I ironed, I packed away and all while looking *dolled up*, as my daughter put it.
Glad to say that I am all caught up and the laundry baskets are empty. Well, they were until last night but after everyone's shower, they're filling up again.