"Ugh...time-consuming drudgery...stop glorifying washing clothes by hand, Ladies, time to just push it out of the collective memory..."
Is what I was thinking when I saw the Lavandières of Scherwiller shuffle into Barr last weekend. Why would anyone want to watch and even get all nostalgic about this domestic task?
But these cheery women clustered around the waterway, gossiping, scrubbing sheets (that I suspect weren't really dirty), singing, sweating, and laughing. Then an accordion player showed up and things got crrrrazzzy!
I met their acquaintance later on in the afternoon and easily decided that they're some of the nicest humans on the planet.
Wooden clog and linen apron alert!
Watch as they file past in this video clip I took of them....
So instead of saying 'poor me' while I'm loading my mini-washer (little basin only half-full of clothes and within the restricted time frame of 12:30 P.M. for whites and between 12:30 P.M.-1:30 P.M. for color) every day of the week, hanging each article of clothing by hand to dry followed by a vigorous ironing to remove the clothespin pocks, I'm actually saying....ahhh....this is the life....
painting image 1: L