There is such a simple beauty in a laundry line. They are one of my favorite yard decorations. It is sad to think that there are communities where they are not allowed.
Hanging laundry is one of my favorite tasks. It is a peaceful time of meditation. I often find myself reliving moments of the past ~ inspired by the article I'm hanging. Silly bath time splashing as I hang a towel. Morning snuggles as the sheets get hung. Family meal times relived through cloth napkins, aprons and dish towels.
The laundry line is always changing. Cloth diapers come and go. Favorite colors change. Every ones clothes seem to grow and at times shrink as the years march on. No longer to I have all those tiny white socks and t-shirts blowing in the breeze. Now my line is full of the unique and vibrant personalities that fill our house. I love the time I spend with my laundry line. Reflecting on all that I am blessed with. And to think I would have missed it all if I had thrown the wash into the dryer and pushed a button.
Thanks to Garden Mama for sponsoring Wash Wednesday.