Monday, August 22, 2011


Photo by Stefan Redel
The last load of laundry is tumbling in the dryer now. The laundry room holds piles of clothes, some still warm. It is a happy place.

With a washer and dryer in our home, I rather enjoy laundry day. There isn't a need to scrub, or even to hang clothes on a line outside. The machines do most of the work; my job is to sort and fold. It requires just a few minutes each hour, and then I can return to whatever other tasks need attention elsewhere.

By the time I'm done, unruly piles of dirty clothes have been transformed into fresh, warm stacks of clean items that we can pull from easily on a busy morning. Laundry brings order to my closet, order to my mornings and, in the process, order to my heart and mind.

I like laundry day.

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