SOSC: The Laundromat

I  journal mornings with stream of consciousness exercises,
participate in Linda Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday  whenever I have time.  I write to a timer, 15-20 minutes, no editing except spelling, and of course I add my art!  You can join us!
Your prompt for  Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “movie title.”
Take the title of the last movie you watched (just the title, not the premise of the movie), and base your post on that title. Have fun!

The Laundromat was the last movie we saw, amazing, sarcastic, timely, must see.
Okay got that out of the way.

Laundromat brought me quickly to doing laundry (of course)
but then that brought me to hanging laundry to dry.  We went through a stint in
Portland where we no longer had our own washing machine,
and so had to go to the laundromat with piles of dirty clothes.
I’ve always loved laundry day — it is a great job and is satisfying
when it is over, and unlike making beds, stays done for a good bit!
I hated going to a public laundromat because people are filthy.

Most of all, we hated the dryers, and so we brought it all home with us
and hung it everywhere!  On good days it hung outside — I love that,
and the smell of clean laundry that has hung in sunshine — and brought me to
memories of my grandma and mom (though she could not wait to have her own dryer) hanging laundry outside while I played in and out of sheets.

I saw a lovely photograph of a friends hanging laundry in Washington state
and did a little sketch of it, above.  That same friend bought my first watercolor,
near and dear to my heart, of prayer flags.  I have to tell you, that when people see the image I created of prayer flags hanging, tattered in the early morning light on our balcony, unless they were Buddhists, they always asked me why our laundry was so tattered!

For the rules, go to Linda’s blog;  feel free to join the fun!

About dkatiepowellart

hollywood baby turned beach gurl turned steel&glass city gurl turned cowgurl turned herb gurl turned green city gurl. . . artist writer photographer. . . cat lover but misses our big dogs, gone to heaven. . . buddhist and interested in the study of spiritual traditions. . . foodie, organic, lover of all things mik, partner in conservation business mpfconservation, consummate blogger, making a dream happen, insomniac who is either reading buddhist teachings or not-so-bloody mysteries or autobio journal thangs early in the morning when i can't sleep
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6 Responses to SOSC: The Laundromat

  1. bikerchick57 says:

    There was a time when I also went to the laundromat, but that was because I didn’t like the laundry facilities at the apartment where I was living. It was worse than the laundromat. I only go out now when I have to wash my comforter and blankets and I found a place here in Appleton that is very clean for a laundromat. There’s always an attendant there that keeps it under control.

    I love the sight of the prayer flags on your balcony, Katie. At one of the walk/bike trails in Wisconsin, they have an art section and there are always peace flags, made by children, that are hanging in the trees. It’s a very cool thing to see.


  2. J-Dub says:

    How beautiful. Your talent is impressive. Just love the prayer flags. Very moving.


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