The wind blows briskly. You adjust and pin your wet, fresh from the washer, sheets. The scent of soap mixed with hot summer swirls around us as you make yourself a little hideaway.
The perfection and beauty of the scene playing out before me slams my heart into my throat. Words get swept away with the breeze and all I can do is capture this moment.
Love this...the one of her lying down under the simple little tent she built.... ♥
ReplyDeleteHave a great week Jenn ♥
Sweet!! And... the way you capture!! love it!
ReplyDeleteIn your words I can almost smell wash day when I was a little Farm Chick.
ReplyDeleteSweetie, your pictures a fab and your little doll is growin' into a beauty.
God bless ya and have a magnificent week!!!! :o)
What sweet photos. I always loved laundry (especially sheets) fresh off the clothes line.
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