Hanging out at the super groovy People’s Market in Missoula, Montana.
Rinsing tie dyed sheets this morning was an adventure! I was thinking about all those women who had to hand wash everything. The amount of muscle it takes!
My grandmother had 5 children and didn’t have a washing machine until after they were all grown. At one point she had 5 teenagers, and no washing machine. Plus, she worked a job. Holy hell! When did that woman sleep, or even rest?
The only thing more beautiful than tie dye on my clothesline is tie dye on a clothesline with a mountain in the background.
On vacation in beautiful Montana and what do I see but white curtains on the closet in my mom’s spare bedroom. I repaired them. :)
I got adventurous and tried a thing.