When I was a young girl, it never occurred to me that watching kitchen towels hang on the line and dance would be one of the little pleasures in life. (Okay, so there wasn't a line when I was young....my mom is a diehard dryer owner.) We only have a washer because it just worked out well for us that way. I don't iron clothes as our dresses are all blends or cottons that dry wrinkle-free. We line-dry on shower springrods hanging over each doorframe. Our clothes not only last longer, air drying is blissfully free!
Dear Daughter is crocheting some amigurumi dogs. A serious knitter and crocheter since first grade, she does enjoy Andy Griffith episodes and a good crochet hook. A gal after my own heart!
I took this picture to show the artwork over the loveseat. We are reaping the benefits from the art-loaning department of the local library. I get this picture for three months, can then phone in a renewal for three more....then can walk it in and return it, and turn around and check it out again. Voila! The boy is blowing bubbles. I love the frame the most.
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