I  journal mornings with stream of consciousness exercises,
and 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!