It seems like laundry day always falls on a day full of so many other to-do’s. And the toys are a mess and the dishes need doing but if the laundry doesn’t get hung out in the morning it won’t be dry by dark on these short autumn days.
But isn’t it when we’re dirtiest that we’re most in need of washing?
The young woman had apparently been in the middle of a washing day, for she wore an apron, her sleeves were rolled up to the elbows and there were soapsuds on her hands. If she had had time to put on her good clothes (her best hat had imitation cherries on it) she would have…
I asked a few friends from around the globe to give us a glimpse of what laundry looks like in their corner of the world… Washboard in Belize “This is one of my favorite pictures from our travels. We were visiting our godchildren in Belize, and Phoebe wanted to help with the laundry. Prior to…
It may be true that many hands make light work but little hands in the laundry make for dark socks in the light loads and clothespins scattered everywhere.
On sunny days, I try to hang the diapers outside to dry…they get sun-bleached and smell so good when they come off the line. -Jessica Telian in “The obligatory cloth diaper post”
There’s something so beautiful about it. Hung all in a row on the line to dry. In colorful mounds waiting to be sorted or neatly stacked and folded piles. Clean or dirty, I love looking at other people’s laundry! And it’s always fascinating to read about their laundry methods—find out if they turn the clothes…
If you wash on Monday, you have all the week to dry… If you wash on Tuesday, you’re still not much awry… If you wash on Friday, you wash in real need… If you wash on Saturday, you are slovenly indeed. -an early 1900’s skip-rope rhyme quoted in The Clothesline by Irene Rawlings and Andrea…
I’m looking forward to pulling off my socks and hauling a heavy basket of wet clothes out in the warm sunshine, wrestling the sheets against the wind, shoving the pins down hard, and hoping things stay put ’till they dry. Few of my household tasks are as pleasant as hanging the washing out for the…
I stretch my arms wide. I want to do it all. But then everything’s shallow. It is easier to go wide than it is to go deep. I say yes to too many things thinking, “I can do it.” But then I’m spread so thin I can’t do anything well. Less is more. I’d rather…
I really appreciate the way Max Lucado communicates lessons to kids. Especially in the new book Hermie: God Forgives Me, and I Forgive You. It starts off with two examples of Wormie being an understanding and forgiving friend when Hermie is forgetful. Then, Hermie’s hesitance to forgive Wormie is in such stark contrast that the…
Dear Me, I’ve been wondering—if I really could send a letter back in time to you, what is it you most need to hear? I could tell you about the adorable curly-haired children you’d have, but you could probably guess what they’d look like (hint: just look at your baby pictures). I could tell you…
My friend Everly Pleasant (don’t you love her pen name?!) just got a new self-hosted WordPress blog. Her design complete, old Blogger posts imported, she wrote a post on Blogger announcing her new domain name and blog. And she thought she was all set. Until I emailed her: “Aren’t you going to redirect your feeds…
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