Something I Enjoy...

Hanging laundry.

We live up here in rural Maine, where the air is fresh. The temperatures have been 60's - 70's, with not much rain. Out behind the house, I have a clothesline. I really enjoy hanging the laundry on a good day. Oh sure, I could just throw them in the dryer, but I enjoy the process of picking each piece from the basket, and organizing it on the line to dry. I try to put matching socks together, and I always hang pants by the bottoms, so the waistband (which is the thickest part) will be free to blow in the breeze to dry. T-shirt must be hung by the bottom, or you'll get the pinch marks on the shoulders. I even hang my towels out, and they come back pretty soft.



Sophia puts on her stinky rubber boots (no socks, which is mostly why they're stinky) & plays on her sandpile while I hang, and the pups roam around and often wrestle with each other. On a good day I will hang and dry three large loads of laundry. (Today was a good day!)

The pups are protective, and hang close to Sophia at the sandpile.

Miss Maggie Moo Moo

Diesel Boy aka 'Moose'

Oh, and there is nothing that beats the fresh smell when I take them inside. (The laundry, not the pups!) I fold them as I take them off the line, right into the basket. It's all about time management.

Sophia picks me 'flowers' and is so excited to give them to me.

Oh, the stain on the towel in the top picture? Don't pretend you didn't notice... Diesel lifted his leg and peed on it. Yeah. I was one unhappy camper. He's the male pup, and he pees on everything it would seem. Mr. 'Mark my territory.' We raised the clothesline after that... I dare him to try that again!