I don't know exactly why I am drawn to old
aprons, or old things in general. I just am. These
aprons remind me of a simpler time. My mom had an apron
she carried her clothespins in. I still take the time to hang my clothes
on the line. It is a quiet time. I can survey the garden, watch the
birds, butterflies and bugs and remember my mom.
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