Saturday, January 30, 2010
Soap Angels
I love to start up a load of wash just as I am going to bed. In winter I add the soap powder to a dayglow orange cup of hot water to dissolve it before adding it to the vat of cold colorful laundry soup. When I wake up the next morning I reach into the washing machine tub, pull out the damp clothes, and pile them into the basket. Then I hang them on the clothesline and wooden racks in the warm, cozy boiler room. The soap angels have done their work.
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and, if you can hear them, they've sung you to sleep.
sort of like we get to be the baby and the washing machine's the back of the car. only we don't have to go anywhere.
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