From the clothesline

One task I look forward to at this time of year is hanging out the laundry. It takes me longer than it should to peg things on the line because there's so much that captures my attention.

There's always something new emerging, budding, or flowering; something flying overhead, crawling, or hopping by. More often than not, I like to do nothing but observe, but other times I'll sketch the visits from plant and animal kingdom. Yes, clean laundry has its own rewards.