Sunday, September 14, 2014

August 29

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Me and the dog.  Moseying.



I like the way the light caught his tongue.....



Chicory.  It doesn't usually nestle in the grass; it's usually got a tall (2-3 feet?) weedy habit.



On the 29th I washed bedding and fleece throws.  Orange, orange, and orange.  With browns, and blue, and a bit of dusty green.

After walking, it was time to fold all of this up and bring it into the house.  Did you know that the clothesline is your friend, when it comes to folding king-size sheets all by yourself?  It will happily hold one end for you, while you mess with the other end, and, between you, you can get as nice a fold job as you could get if you worked with another person.


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