I keep on coming back to this blog to reflect on your insights. Again, this is so true, the smell of freshly laundered towels (and pillow slips) capture the history of their drying.Even on this side of the planet, the joys of life are the same.
Ooops! Sorry about the wind problem!
Hi Martin. Well, I'm so pleased you've been returning. Thank you. I think bringing dry washing in from the line might be one of life's small pleasures. Have to say that having such things happen in January makes it seem like even more of a gift!Hello Gordon. Was that you, then?
I so remember that wonderful fragrance and burying my face in the fresh towels!
Wind and waves ... A good smell for towels. Our towels smell toasted in Summer. They can be dry in half an hour on the hottest days.
Hi Mary Ann. It's one of my favourite smells and such a surprise to have the washing come in dry in january!Hi Robyn. They smell so good. But right now, I would trade places. The thought of that heat on me just for a day......
Reminds me of my childhood, Annie. I always loved to go to bed with those air dried sheets. Now, there is just the artificial smell of the dryer sheet.
Hi Barb. Thank you. I'm pleased this reminded you. It's such a lovely scent/feeling, I think. As you say, it's so different to tumbled or indoor dried clothes.
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