The day I photographed this trio of oranges, I had been making our morning cup of cappuccino. I noticed how the sun was beginning to cast shadows on the wall so turned around to have a look at what the sun was up to. I grabbed my camera and took a few photographs of these oranges. It’s not the Grande Canyon or an aerial view of some magnificent landscape but, to me, there was such beauty and delight in how these oranges were being lit by the morning sun.
I remember when I was little how my mom and I would sometimes make orange marmalade. I remember it being a lot of work cutting those rinds into such thin slivers but also remember how enjoyable it was at the same time. Of course, nothing beats homemade orange marmalade especially when made mother-and-daughter style.
Speaking of my mother. Just as my mother did, I have used a clothesline to dry our laundry my entire life. It is truly one of the most enjoyable domestic jobs ever. Nothing beats clothes and laundry fresh off the line — that fresh, natural scent is practically intoxicating.
I hope you’re all enjoying a weekend filled with simple pleasures!
PS: Yes, I was playing around with these images, adding a wee bit of an artist touch.
Since I brought up the topic of hanging laundry on the clothesline, here is a link to another of my environment columns. This one gives tips on hanging clothes on the line.