By afternoon the dripping washing that I had hung outside early, was dried entirely, by the wind, the breezes and the sun. Another orange frog sat there and had his photograph taken and all the crocus, petals deep purple, opened up and flashed bright gold. A plane flew past; a couple of other things happened, but it was the laundry that took the biscuit….. still smells like a sea breeze! Life doesn’t get better than that! How was your day?
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Gill McGrath 
Early morning frost, Jupiter, Venus, three Rainbows and a Robin that followed me round the garden was the summary of my day.
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Life doesn’t get better than that!
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something very satisfying about washing blowing in the breeze…
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actually quite a nice sight! and even better if it doesn’t involve too much ironing….
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It’s been a beautiful day for practically unbroken sunshine. Cold but lovely.
xxx Huge Hugs xxx
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And lets hope more of the same tomorrow!. 😉 hugs hugs
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Nice to be able to hang the washing outside at long last!
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Have you done any washing in your new house yet? Hope you are settled in.
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More or less settled in! The bedroom’s still a bit of a mess. I’ve done two sets of washing thus far, but the washing machine is still in the middle of the kitchen – I need a new washer for the hose so I can’t shove it into its nook just yet.
Of course I can’t hang the washing outside because it never stops raining 😦
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No worries its summer ‘time’ again in three weeks!…….
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A simple pleasure hanging washing out to dry, and smelling the outdoors in the washing when it is indoors.
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An amazing, surprising pleasure buzz and difficult to explain to people who would rather throw there laundry around on the floor and leave it there!
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