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| Picture prompt via Magpietales |
If nothing else, the scene takes me back to my teens, when such a spectacle used to be very common in our backyard. In fact, not only in our backyard but also in all of our neighborhood as well. The sight was a part of everyday life, which was alive and kicking. The assorted wet clothes, dripping water and lightly swinging in the wind was always the reassuring sight of healthy living.
There was no trace of washing machines then and mom used to do laundry, every other day. With three school going children and daily dress change, there was no way to avoid this drudgery. Of course she had developed a method to perform this chore more efficiently than most. After finishing her day's duties she'd heat water in a large brass wok and dividing the hot water into two iron pails, used to soak white and colored clothes separately in them. And the next day, the first thing she'd do after sending us to school was washing and spreading them on the long clothes line in the backyard for drying. She would remove them in the evening, fresh and warm, exuding a special aroma.
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Another short narrative based on sheer assumptions, is keen to be articulated. Why not give it a free hand. Accordingly, this appears to be the backyard of a mechanic of some sort. The type of clothes and all blues indicate the working dress of a handyman, may be a plumber, carpenter or a germicide sprayer on the lawns etc. Clothes stained with oils or extra dirty ought not to be washed in the washer, his wife warned. Probably, this was a long established practice in that household
Too busy in earning his livelihood, he had no time to lend his wife a hand in looking after the growing brood of unruly kids. So he uncomplainingly accepted the job of doing his own washing. Obviously the fellow has no time to mow or trim the grass which is unevenly coming up. There must be more pressings tasks, taking up his attention at the moment. Let's hope that one day, during a weekend, he 'd haul his kids along to spruce up this place as well.
Friends, after experiencing life in all its spectacular and grey hues, now I just want to soak in its pure, simple and uncomplicated ambiance, while engaging in my creative pursuits which provide me a sense of fulfillment. Above lines are part of that stance!
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