I can still smell our laundry hanging in the sunshine, bleached white, with blueing added for extra whiteness. I hear the squeak of the clothesline reel, the fluttering of the clothes in the breeze. Laundry was an all-day event. Ironing was on Tuesday.
laundry I love the memories of my mom's amazing wash, the smell of the country air in the fabric, the grace of the clothes in the breeze, and the feel of it all it total. Such good, good memories of our old farm.