But I don't mind one bit.
I really hesitated starting to hang my laundry outside today because the forecast said "heavy fog." We didn't have any heavy fog, but it was a bit overcast first thing this morning. Glad I went ahead and tempted the fates because it's turned into a glorious day and half the laundry is dried and brought in already.
Big things are going on in the garage today. The garage has never been plumbed and since we want a utility sink and my new, big washer (which we've had for over a year . . . or has it been two years?) hooked up in there, work has begun on that project. Of course, this means poor Papa Pea will be spending more time working in the uncomfortably small crawl space, but he claims having water in the garage will be worth it. I've been keeping my fingers crossed that the new washer will be operational before my old one in the bathroom konks out again, and now it looks as if it just might happen. Hallelujah!
I couldn't help but admire these white phlox blossoms by the side of the deck where I hang my clothes. They're my last flowers to bloom each summer. The flowers are such a bright white and last quite a while.
Hope you're all enjoying your last day of the holiday weekend whatever you're doing.
P.S. Ha! Kinda curious how the font for this post went to a smaller type when I mentioned the "small crawl space" hubby would be working in! Curious and strange. (The ghosts and goulies are out two months early this year!)
the quotidian (10.23.17)
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