Tuesday, March 30, 2021

MORNING GLORIES AND GRAPES

Tuesday Poetics, and De has given us a laundry challenge for inspiration.  “Back in the day”, washing was on Monday and ironing on Tuesday, a schedule my mother honored without fail!  Times have certainly changed!  My thoughts turned to clothes lines for some odd reason.  Submitted to dVerse, March 30, 2021.

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Oddly, the challenge brought to my mind the clothes lines and not the laundry!   My first thought was of the beautiful morning glory vine that flourished on the clothes line pole at my grandmother’s house.  It was a vision to behold and impossible to ignore, since one was required to pass it on the way to and from the little outhouse with the half-moon window.  Next I thought of the grapevines that grew on the arbor beside my mother’s clothesline. The plump, deep purple clusters were a treat, once the clothes were taken down and placed in the clothes basket to be taken inside.  Aside from treats, many were destined for the jars of grape jelly in mother’s fruit cellar.  Another odd memory is of the winter laundry days when taking down the clothes included my father’s overalls, frozen stiff as if he were still inside them. 

18 comments:

  1. LOVE the title. And this line is just too wonderful:
    "my father’s overalls, frozen stiff as if he were still inside them"

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  2. I love those memories, Beverly, and so happy you shared them. Gifts from nature, so humbly given to us humans.

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  5. Oh I loved the vision of the overalls frozen stiff as if your father was still in them! LOL 🤣

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  6. I enjoyed reading your memories of those clotheslines. Those jars of grape jelly made me hungry for them.

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  7. How wonderful you could connect to good laundry habits of your parents which very obviously passed on to you and your dependents. Not many accorded this privilege Bev and they would unwittingly appear shabby!

    Hank

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  8. I would love a washing line with a long prop so the sheets and towels blow high up in the sky, just like my grandmother’s, but the trees in our garden won’t allow it! Instead, I have a rotary drier. The washing still freezes in winter!

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    1. I had forgotten the prop! Thank so much for reminding me. This challenge brought a flood of laundry memories. They were work at the time, but happy memories now!

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  9. These sound like such happy memories! I love that image of your father's frozen overalls.

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  11. I must have been lovely with such a wonderful clothesline... I hope you never got grape stains on the bedsheets.

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  12. Oh this is absolutely wonderful! I am smiling at; "jars of grape jelly."💝💝

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