Along with the first bunches of daffodils, the first few times each year that I hang the washing on the line outside tell me that spring has arrived.
Today is a gloriously light, bright sunny day and I was up early to hang washing on the line. I wish I could say that the washing was pretty - Cath Kidston tea towels maybe, or vintage handkerchiefs, or delightful homemade floral dresses... but in fact it was a heap of 100% pure nylon sports kit belonging to G and C.
The very feel of it sets my teeth on edge, and I struggle to peg it - slippery and damp - onto the line. It is all one of three colours - white (yet mudstained - you cannot get mud stains out of 100% pure dri-fit nylon), black or dark blue. No pinks or reds, no Liberty-like florals, no faded chintzes. Such disappointing washing to hang up on a beautiful spring day.
But my peg bag lifts my spirits, and in the sunny corner of the garden there are daffodils, beaming in the sunshine.
There are currently two peg bags similar to mine listed in my Etsy shop. If you also find yourself with sad, black, nylon washing on a beautiful spring day, then consider buying one to inject a bit of femininity and floral, cotton charm back into the laundry.
I console myself with the thought that at least all this horrid functional sportswear will smell gorgeous after hanging on the line all morning. Until it is taken out for a run in the forest and covered in mud and sweat once again....