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St. Hunna
Patron saint of Laundresses
Wednesdays and Saturdays are laundry days.
Laundry is one of my favorite chores.
I love that it has a beginning, a middle, and an end.
I love that the results are so tangible.
And, I love to notice the extraordinary in the ordinary
while I'm folding my husband's work shirt
or rolling up an errant sock.
Wednesdays I wash blue jeans and my husbands work clothes,
and my own bright or dark clothing.
Saturdays I wash the whites, sheets and towels,
and another load of dish cloths and miscellaneous
items that didn't make it into the washer on Wednesday.
I fold them as I pull them out of the dryer.
Right away, the clothing gets put into drawers,
the sheets get put into a trunk at the bottom of the bed,
and the towels get hung on hooks in the bathroom.
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Just reading your post gives me a whole new perspective on what was the bane of my existence: laundry. Now I'll think of you and your peaceful post as I do laundry! Thank you!
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful, to weave the rhythm of a chore into a celebration! It takes searching heart and eyes to find purpose and contentment in what can seem to be mundane. Thanks and blessings for sharing.
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