Monday, I got to hang my laundry on the line.
Ahhh....Peace!
Maybe laundry lines don't do the same for you as they do for me. It's God's way of letting me feel like I'm accomplishing something, but at the same time breathing and communing with God's thoughts in the center of a beautiful landscape. (I'm mean the mountains that I can see from my backyard...not my brown twig and bare dirt flower beds.)
Thanks, God, for quiet moments in a crazy day.
