Wash Day

Photograph: Sharron R. McMillan

Photograph: Sharron R. McMillan

The washing machine happily churns
grey water into frothy mounds of whipped white suds.
Fussy lace tablecloths skip hand in hand with sensible gingham
on a line stretched between two giant fir trees.
Coloured socks line up in pairs between dressing gown and blue jeans.

The wind and I work together on wash day, though I rather think
it is trying to undo what I have accomplished,
as bed sheets are torn from my fingers before I can pin them to the line.
But I don’t mind, we are both enjoying ourselves
and tonight the scent of fresh blown linens on my bed
will be reward enough.

©Sharron R. McMillan

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3 Responses to Wash Day

  1. Diane says:

    Nothing like breezy sun kissed sheets!


  2. hernibs says:

    Yes it is and a hot one today. The clothes will dry in no time at all. 😉


  3. lovealways7 says:

    What a paradise!

    Sent from IPad




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