Heart at Home

I am shocked, I tell you, shocked! I came to a realisation this morning about myself, a startling glimpse into my personality, a truth about myself I never thought I would have to admit. Now I must warn you, you are about to hear a confession that may rock your world. Are you sitting down for this one?? Ready???

I like doing laundry. I can't believe I said that. After years, a whole decade, in fact, of complaining about what a thankless task washing is I actually enjoy it! I was outside, in glorious winter sunshine this morning, hanging out the laundry, feeling relaxed, happy and even contented. I love the smell of freshly washed clothes, especially straight out of the sunshine. We line dry everything, except when it's been raining for days. I do own a dryer, but use it almost never. Queensland winters are beautifully mild, especially in my corner of the state. Perfect drying weather, sunny, not too hot to go out and hang the clothes, not too cold to be fooling around with wet fabric. I love the clothing looking so neat and tidy hung out on the line. I used cloth nappies (I know, I know, diapers) for the satisfaction of a perfectly arranged Hills Hoist!

I am even a little vain about my laundry. I wash every day, and try to always bring everything in before evening. I feel that laundry is the part of my housekeeping that the neighbours can see. They can't see the clutter in my children's toy boxes, the calcium deposits I can't seem to remove from the glass shower door, the open peanut butter jar on the kitchen bench, but they can tell how often I wash the towels, and that I bring the laundry in at night. I look like a good housekeeper when I do laundry. Now ironing is a whole other story!

On a totally different topic, I am practising with my camera, I can't believe I've had it two years without learning anything more than point and click. I love this picture of Joshua, with his laughing green eyes. He was a very cooperative subject!