You take yellow, I’ll take green, I say.
My sister and I race into the backyard.
Wet grass sticks between my toes,
but I know it hasn’t rained.
Not in months.
Tugging bath mats from the line,
wooden clothespins pop and fly
in all directions landing
like grasshoppers in the lawn.
I wrap myself in a fluffy cotton rug
and breathe in summer.
My sister wears a yellow toilet seat cover
on her headย like a silly french beret.
We giggle and collapse,
rolling in the dew.
Girls!
Stop!
Momma shouts from the back porch.
I know we’re in trouble.
But not really.
In her arms she carries
a bowl of purple hull peas
picked fresh from the garden.
Our next chore awaits.
Grace Grits and Gardening
Farm. Food. Garden. Life.
โPlay is the highest form of research.โ
โย Albert Einstein
I loved having a clothes line, but I also loved it when I got my first dryer.
Great shot! I love it!
Wonderful! I love the imagery, the memories. So sweet. Happy Mother’s Day!
Thank you Dorothy. Happy Mother’s Day to you too! And btw, I wrote this at the Delta Symposium when we were asked to write a memoir in the memoir class:))
I am truly thankful to the holder of this website who has shared
this fantastic post at at this time.
I was looking for the picture of you two in the bath rugs & toilet seats.