My neighbors, an elderly couple, like to do things the old-fashioned way. Like cutting the gras with an mecanical lawn mower. No fancy electric or good old motor powered machine for this guy! No sir.
And then there is the clothes line in summer time.
Bang on time.
The line goes from one tree to the other. On the first really hot day, their bed sheets flap in the wind! White bed sheets, mind you. Nothing fancy there either!
I just love it.
Makes me think of when I was a girl, watching my mother pegging out washing.
It makes me remember how it felt to sleep in sun-dried sheets.
I'll never forget that particular smell.
That particular feeling.
Thank you neighbors!