Mmmm, don’t you love the way laundry smells after drying it on a clothes line?
The folks in Croatia or Kroatia (sp?), sure know how laundry drying in a breeze smells like. Of course when in Kroatia, ..do as the Kroatians’ do. While we were camping along the coast line. It was so windy, our bed sheets dried within 15 minutes.
Here are some glimpses of colorful laundry flapping under Kroatian‘s warm spring breezes. You see women bending over their baskets and hanging their clothes without skipping a beat. You see little children playing hide and seek between towels and faded blue jeans. You feel smiling eyes staring down at you while women draw in their clothes lines between buildings, as if they were hauling in fish nets.
And you hear a concert of waving textiles, snapping and whipping in the wind, giggling children, fast talking women, the seagull cries and always … always the sounds of waves splashing, like a round of applause, against the jagged gray cliffs of Kroatia.
Can you feel it? Can you hear it?
Mark was kind enough to let me use his laundry song ‚ Another Man’s Laundry Hanging on your Line to accompany my little clip. Go on — listen to his lyrics, they are a hoot. And if you want to hear more of his work, here is his link: http://www.mjhibbett.co.uk/songs/