I love laundry day.
The scent of fresh, clean linens.
The crisp whiteness of newly-laundered sheets and towels.
Yesterday I spent some time at the park with a friend. A hint of a breeze made the cherry blossoms dance in the sunshine, and I fell in love with springtime all over again.
Somehow cherry blossoms remind me of clean laundry. Maybe it's the rembrance of hanging laundry outside on the line to dry in the backyard as a child. Maybe it's the way the blossoms dance on the branches, like clean clothes flapping in the wind on the clothesline. Maybe it's just the clean newness that spring evokes everywhere you look.
Springtime, I love you. Stay as long as you like!