the view from here

On sunny days, my neighbors are sure to hang their laundry out on the line. The side of the house has a little hook for the clothesline to hook onto, which strings across the yard and onto a rickety wooden tower, forming a very nice pulley.

The other day I had just come back from the Laundromat (of all places) and was waiting for my clothes to dry and it was very nice to spend that little bit of time to peer out the window and watch my neighbor's laundry sway in the breeze.









Dusk is my favorite time of day. I read somewhere that everyone looks better under dim lighting because it softens the features and hides the blemishes. Dusk is much like that. It's as if someone took the sun and dimmed the lights, making everything look softer and the ugly less noticeable.