Here are my cleaning rags plus one "guest" rag, just washed and hanging on the line.
Rosario and Maria (Agueda's on vacation), our lovely cleaning ladies, came yesterday for their monthly reaming out of the house. They industriously swept, mopped, scrubbed, and dusted all day long. They also shook out rugs, washed all the windows (inside and out), cleaned up one dead mouse (hidden and stinking underneath my weaving basket), and changed the linen on the beds. From eight in the morning until two in the afternoon they worked, only briefly stopping to eat. Oh, and once again, they brought their wonderful homemade burritos for my lunch too.
In view of their fabulous work ethic and because they also take such good care of me, I will never bring up that they keep grabbing one of my expensive sage green Egyptian cotton washcloths and putting it to work alongside the other rags I provide for them. They have done this three times now. I finally sheepishly took the precaution of washing and tucking away all of the sage green towels in the set. At least, I thought I did -- I obviously missed one.
I'll never say a word -- they would be mortified if they knew. (Actually, as I objectively look at this picture, I can understand why they'd look at the color and think that it has to be a rag).
If there's one thing we don't need around here, it's another fire this summer. We'll be sticking close to home today, just in case.
Arby and I are, however, enjoying the lower temperatures today -- only in the mid 90's. Now if we were just to get a nice rain shower with NO lightning...
|My garden helper|