A smile lights up her face as the oppressive clouds gave way to clear blue skies.
The fresh breeze blows the tendrils of her hair and tickle her face.
A sigh of contentment escapes her lips as she watches it flap in the breeze and shine in the sun’s reflection…
her fresh and crisp laundry.
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Ah! I know that feeling even if it’s my machine that does all the hard work. Add to this that smell of detergent and ‘comfort’ :-D. Bliss!
We are surely some crazy women! 😀
The touch of the sun dried clothed is bliss and right now i am missing it as Ma Varsha is lashing Mumbai
Aah! Mumbai rains are tooo much!!
Amazing!! 🙂 I didn’t guess it was laundry 🙂 Short and sweet, Shilpa!
Gotcha 😀
Breeze is laundry for the mind? 🙂
Destination Infinity
LOL 😀 yes, may be, figuratively!
That was an unexpected and beautiful end!
Thanks PI 🙂
Sometimes such simple pleasures of life can feel so heavenly!
True!!
I love the smell of fresh laundry :-).
Me too! 😀
loved the twist in the tale 🙂
Thank you 🙂
Hey, these are big joys, especially when it’s all done and put away 😀 Good 55er ,Shilpa 🙂
Oh, you bet! 😀
Fresh laundered clothes give a feeling of importance. During the rainy season it is all the more welcome. Very well written.
I think I was missing the sun dried clothes, that is why this 55 fiction! 🙂
Thanks Ma’am!
How many times have I said this – you are the true master of the twist in the tale within limited constraints 🙂
Brilliantly done…
Why, thank you, Roshan! 🙂
Small joys in life make our lives beautiful. Lovely post.
Absolutely! 🙂
I can almost smell that sun dried laundry! Makes me smile. ♥
Aha!! 🙂
The smell and sight of fresh laundry blowing in the wind is indeed a delight!
We women and the things that delight us 😀
Here, we have plenty of sun but if you dry the clothes outside, they stink man….I hate that…I lost all the love for sun dried clothes 🙁 I miss India on times like these 🙁
Ouch! Stink in sun!! Why is that??
Anti Climax… Laundry/
😛