January Washing!

Why is it that I find hanging washing out on a line to be such a pleasurable activity? Even on a very snowy day in January? Maybe its the wonderful scent of clean and cold air that you get when you collect the washing in. Nothing can replace that. And even much later, when its been in a drawer and you take it out, there is still that faint recollection of the outside, of freshness. Maybe I'm just a crazy washerwoman....

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