While doing laundry is a never-ending chore and while it sometimes sits, waiting…waiting…to be folded and put away…
While laundry piles up quicker than I can turn around, and we are a small family…(Yes, you are thought about by me, mothers with more laundry)
While sometimes I want to throw the fresh-washed clothes into the dryer, instead of trundling it out to the clothesline to dry in the hot, Kansas summer heat…
While socks have a way of disappearing-the washer really must eat them-….
While all of this…
Laundry flapping on the line, drying in the breeze, is so pretty, so refreshing, so summery, so full of thanksgiving, for clothes to wear and wash and dry and wear again. An abundance of clothing and an ease of washing them in my washing machine and the blessing of having a clothesline for them to flap upon.
Simple blessings, but not so simple. Especially when we have been reading Kisses from Katie.
Today I rejoice in laundry on the line.
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Laundry is so rewarding when it is finished, yet is it ever finished!? I’ve often spent a day doing laundry, then that very evening the hamper started filling up again. But I still think it’s one of the easiest jobs in the life of a homemaker. Just throw them in the washer then the dryer(now that our laundry load is much smaller, it does just go in the dryer) and WOW! it’s done. I love clean clothes.
It is an easy job, really. It just requires you to be there to do it.
I think many tasks of a homemaker are always circling…kitchen clean, start using dishes again, hamper empty, start filling it again, clean floor, start tracking in again!! 🙂
My laundry is NEVER all done anymore. Everyone around here is just happy if they have something to wear. and not so happy if the exact thing they want is not clean!
My laundry is very rarely all done at the same time. I do laundry almost every day.
I don’t have a clothesline, but it reminds me of my mom growing up. I think it was a competition to see whose laundry was out the earliest, the whitest, and neatly organized on the line. How life has changed! 🙂
I would never have won at the competition of having my laundry on the line first! Or the most neatly organized. Time certainly does change things. What will another fifty years bring?
Deborah…I miss having a clothesline. As for laundry, I do it daily to keep it at bay with the help of my family. Its the only we can stay on top of it. :o) Loved your reflection here and for sharing it WJIM this week.
I like having a clothesline, even when I want to be lazy and use the dryer instead. 😉