Linens

Last I checked today may be the final 80° day of the year. One never knows. However, I prepared as if it was. I washed all bed linens today including comforter and blanket. I like everything nice and tidy going into fall, kinda like spring cleaning for winter. Comforter and blanket dried over my balcony railing in gusty Wyoming wind. 

A few minutes ago, I pulled everything, bringing them in for the evening. 

The smell. If I could bottle fresh linen drying in nature fragrance, I would have nine million dollars and a pink cupcake. 

Corporations try to mimic nature scents and are wretched good-for-nothing failures. 

It seems there's a hint of Snake River and Tetons mixed in with my signature scent detergent. 

Heavenly. 

Fall, you beautiful hunk, I'm ready for you. 

Excuse me while I bury my face in nature's incomparable luxury.