Not one time in my washing machine life have I ever pulled out all the wet clothes from the washer and not found a coin or paper money. I like the paper best. It dries and spends the same. I collect enough small change each month to buy a small bottle of laundry soap. Last night, I managed to complete my collection of enough change and a few dollars to buy the big concentrated bottle of my all-time favorite laundry detergent. Of course, I keep this money hidden for it makes its way to Sonic for a burger when I’m not looking.
Last night, while the swish swash of the washing machine was heard, I stepped outside on the back porch and looked across the lawn. The sun had already sunk below the tree line and there was just enough light to walk to the garden. The air was very fragrant–sweet smelling. Two very large honeysuckle bushes stretch up behind my fence in full bloom. I sat in the swing with my glass of sweet tea and watched the stars begin to wink at the earth while kissed by the cool breeze. Moving back and forth, Snow Cat meowed as she tiptoed past me to inspect the garden rows. Above and just behind her, a couple of lightening bugs appeared.
I forgot about the rest of the world.
This photo was taken in Bells, Texas a couple of weeks ago.