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CLOTHESLINE 101

Just about anybody can have a clothesline. You need a little patch of a yard and a little sunshine. Wind is nice, but it's not necessary. It is humid here a lot, so timing has to be just right. I can put things out in the morning, but I must get them in around 2 when the sun is shining hard. If I get the clothes off the too late, they get wet again. There can be a few dark and dreary days here where NOTHING dries, no matter how I time things. Those days are not fun for me, but like everything else, they pass. We all know every day cannot be sunny. I love to be outside hanging up clothes. Putting things in and out of a dryer isn't HALF the fun. It's no wonder some women don't enJOY doing laundry. Get some square wooden poles.... and some eye-hooks..... and some white clothesline rope. Sink the pole in a hole filled with that cement mixture you buy at Home Depot. My lines are in the shape of a triangle.... and my sweet husband put up a low line for when the gir...

mmmmmmmmmmmmmm

I'm going to go smell the stuff I have on the line. I'll be right back. (this didn't all happen in one day)

back yard

Sun in the back yard Grows lazy, Dozing on the porch steps All morning, Getting up and nosing About corners, Gazing into an empty Flowerpot, Later easing over the grass For a nap, Unless Someone hangs out the wash-- Which changes Everything to a rush and a clap Of wet Cloth, and fresh wind And sun Wide awake in the white sheets. all the small poems and fourteen more Valerie Worth

Summer Summer

Husband's new office color... and my new camera with the panoramic setting. I love my silver things, there's no rhyme or reason for any of it.....just a shiny collection. This was purchased because it had the word Colorado on the bag.  I think it DID make the bread taste better. Our resident spider in the mulberry tree. It spins a golden web. And it doesn't care for sunflower seeds. or tree branches I've been hanging lots of clothes on the line....it is SO hot here. I LOVE the weather.

today and yesterday

We 'were' going to have black bean burritos for supper tonight but got pizza instead. I wasn't really enjoying seeing my stuffed rabbits, so I made the hutch a skirt. As soon as I don't have anything else to do, I am going to sew buttons from Bird in Hand.... onto the hutch skirt. Trigger has been put out to pasture. Actually, this is my mulch spot. But he doesn't know. Free hot air, it dries towels. For free. This is the spot that I tried to grow a garden. I had it all squared off with cinder blocks and excellent soil from my mulch pile. But NO>>>>>> The neighbor has a tree in his back yard the size of an oil tanker that totally is shading our back yard.  It will be the tree that crushes our roof when the next hurricane comes. It is the tree that weeps black sooty mold on everything in the back yard. Including the clothes line. grrrrr. If I had a truck with a cherry picker on it.... I'd be cutting me down a tree. My neighbor ...

morning

I lit a candle.......... looked over a pattern.........I will keep the pattern for the shorts because I can make pantaloons out of them bymaking them a little longer and adding elastic at the knees...........I call them Little Bo-Peeps........and I kept the pullover top pattern.....I have plans........ I made beans. I put them on to soak last night before bed, and when I got up, there were too many in the crock-pot AGAIN.......I did the same thing last time I made beans. My eyes are bigger than my crock-pot. At least they turned out. Sometimes they don't. Then I want to hang my head and cry. I hung out some clothes.

Good Morning

To my millions of readers, I hope you have a great day today and get lots done.

hot hot hot

two purple ones are from a friend (on the left) middle striped was a wedding present periwinkle was a present other purple is just old this one is from a time in my life where I made pot-holders......just one after another..... this one is for a big pot a big pot of beans with rice and pico and flour tortillas (james kelzie called them paddies)