A funny thing happened on the way to la la land.....

I had just crawled into bed for a good nights sleep when I was overcome with the urge to share a feeling - one of utter contentment. It came in the form of sheets dried on a line outdoors. The opportunity of drying things on a line does not come up in an apartment. This weekend however my Auntie Sheila and Uncle Duke (known as Aunt Shyla and Uncle Duck ever since I misspelled their names in a letter from Cub Camp when I was 8 – light and flaky way back then too) were kind enough to host a BBQ for our family. I was going for a visit at my parent’s first, and then we were to head off together. Now, like all good mothers, mine was glad to see me move out (that is to say, she used to circle apartment listings, in red ink I might add, that she thought “would be of interest” to you and leave them on your bed) but is equally happy see me with laundry and send me on my way with a care package. Usually, I would have one or two loads of laundry but I was in no desperate need so this time I took my bedding and on a whim, decided to dry it outside on the line and can I just say - OH MY! I can’t sleep for all the sniffing and smelling. As of this moment, I can’t think of a better, more comforting smell. Not even pie! For those of you who know what I am talking about, I wish you an equally peaceful sleep. For those of you who don’t, make friends with someone who has a clothes line and experience one of life’s simple pleasures. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz………
Oh, and PS, please enjoy the pictures of my Auntie's GORGEOUS garden on the Grand River. If you can imagine the smells, you can imagine the joy of the sheets!