Simple pleasures!

An early sunny morning with a high tide and no wind! Seeing the Bristol Channel reflect the blue of the sky! It's magic

There is nothing quite like the smell of sheets that have been dried outside on the line.

I love the peace of the early morning. Very little traffic passes through the village on a Sunday morning, it's a pleasure to walk the dogs and hear the birds singing. In the churchyard, we walk through dappled sunlight........sigh, mornings at seven and Gods in his heaven, all's right with the world.

Well I think it is profound in a way bags
My life has been so different from those of both my grandmothers, and from women in other countries, but hanging washing out on the line is something that women have done for millennia the world over.

When my sister was very ill and troubled she asked me once what made me happy. She was astonished when I paused and then said "seeing my clean washing blowing in the wind." She thought I would say something profound! I think it helped her, though, to see that being happy can be about loving life's little simple things.

It's lovely isn't it!
I'm all for simple pleasures.

ogm i know!! I buried my face in my sundried sheets when I brought them in today.