Sheets in the Garden

I went out there yesterday because the sheets drying in the garden evoked something in me. I remembered my own childhood, and my grandmother's line drying the clothes next to my grandfather's garden. Seeing them blowing in the gentle breeze just brought a sense of well-being so full that I wanted to try to capture it.

But I couldn't.

I tried

and I tried


and I tried

but no matter what I did it just looked like a faded sheet hanging over some tomatoes.

Finally, I abandoned the project and sat with the family to enjoy the sun. Then ~N~ gave me what I didn't know I needed. Technically, there are a hundred things wrong with this picture, but it captured the feeling I wanted to remember from that day and I love it: