bubble texture from Nancy's photoshop texture challenge
things from the past..... I remember the fresh scent coming from my mother's laundry room. Every house wife had her favourite and trusting laundry detergent to tackle soiled socks and shirts. My mom's is Persil and every time when I am in Germany I buy a pack and after my return to Canada my laundry days are sweetened with the scent from my childhood when the white, gleaming wet sheets were carried out into the garden and the wind did the rest.
My sister and I had to straighten out the large cotton bedsheets before carrying the basket to a local laundromat. One of the boys in the neighbourhood returned a few days later the pristine pressed sheets on a black heavy european bicycle which had a special stand for the laundry baskets.
Doing laundry the old fashion way without a dryer is not for the weak arms for a family of 6.
Even now I still love ironed bedsheets.
.... and there are the laundry heros which have their pockets full of twenty five cents and spent the time in a laundromat.