There is something magical to me about a clothesline and freshly hung sheets. After putting some sheets out to enjoy some (ridiculously hot) summer sun, I found myself reflecting. My mother always hung out her sheets and there was something so comforting and peaceful about that.Their smell and their crispness always brings me back to my childhood. While I don't have hardly enough time to be half the homemaker she was, I do try to hang out my sheets to dry.
1 comment:
aww, this is sweet. i would imagine if my mom had hung anything out to dry, i would've said "mom! is the dryer broken!???" hahaha. hope you are having a nice summer!
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