Am I the only tired Mum,
Hanging out the washing at night?
Get home from work, to find work,
Just another job to do,
Before my time is mine
What little there is to have,
Between crazy bustle and sleep.
You know, it is the best time, during searing summer – to hang out at night – less fading, less crunchy creases, less sunburnt nose and shoulders, less biting ants and water crazy bees. So I do not complain really – and am refreshed by those minutes in a cool wafting breeze, the moon rising – just me, my hills hoist, cool damp washing, singing crickets and the odd pobblebonk ‘bonk’.
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