Thursday, January 29, 2009

The Last Apricot


Every afternoon, after I have hung out the last load of washing for the day, I pick a perfect sun-warmed apricot, and sit on the garden wall to eat it, savouring a moment of solitary, guilty pleasure in my beloved garden all alone. Today, after weeks of depredations by birds, children, and myself, I picked the last apricot. How to celebrate that last load of washing now? I'll have to wait until the first tomato blushes a delicious red...

2 comments:

50sgal said...

I cannot wait until my washing coincides with fresh outdoor air, here in New England it is anything but warm and here in 1955, where I am currently living, washing is definitely an all day chore! Nice blog.

Jo said...

Hanging out washing is my all time favourite domestic chore, but I am so grateful that I don't have to wash like my grandmother did. I so love my Bosch front loader! Good luck with your experiment 50sgal. I am only with you for the cooking!

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