courtesy of morgueFile
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 head 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.
“Play is the highest form of research.”
― 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.