When I'm gone for awhile I always like getting back to the old comfortable routine. For our grandmothers, Monday was traditionally wash day, and Tuesday was for ironing. It just happened to work out that way for me this week.
I love hanging linens in the fresh air in summer! But I got distracted for a bit and violated my own rule of letting the wash get only damp dry for quick and smooth pressing. That's an astonishingly short time in our hot desert air.
I then had to really work at it because everything had to be spritzed. I hate doing more than a piece or two that way. But if I don't do it right away, it NEVER gets done. (Ironing is just my THING--I use all my linens, and I can't be stopping to iron something all the time.) So I plowed right in.
I usually have a mix of vintage and new stuff to iron. The rosebud pillowcases are a no-name brand.
Smoothing out wrinkles is as relaxing as a massage for me.
The white lace is Rachel A., but I wonder if you know the other pattern?
It has sweet birds and butterflies and dragonflies on it.
Ummmm. . . . I just wish you could smell it all!
All done! (I may just throw it all back in the washer next time it gets too dry! LOL!) So what was Wednesday for in the old days?
I hope you're having a great week and not making busy work for yourself!
Moving on. . . .