Clothes hung by colors
Learned from my Crayola box
Life-long aesthetic
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That’s how I sort the laundry. But strangely my spouse seems to sort laundry by function. Vive la difference!
Glad to hear I’m not the only one. 🙂
So lovely
Glad you like it. 🙂
I do that too Ina, maybe I got it from the Crayolas too!
You are the second person who has commented on doing the same thing. It is amazing what posts unearth in each other. 🙂
I think the title is really terrific!
Thanks. It was fun to come up with it. 🙂