Wishy and Washy were fun-loving gals
and many folks knew that both were loyal (trueblue) pals
Washy (without Wishy) went to the laundromat (with a basket that she had her clothes in);
later, the clothes were all swishy and went into full-spin
Wishy, however, was sitting in her comfortable, convenient chair
pining for great nature photos at which she could stare
So, instead of viewing blog photos of nature (which you often appreciate)
get over to the clothes-washer and put your laundry in (because it’s getting late)
Well, this brings a big smile!
Glad that it did, Sandy! 🙂
I wishy I had taken that photo! LOL 😀 😀
😀 Beautiful pop of color!
Wildflowers can be magnificent, Kym! 🙂
Yep, and pretty “wild” too! Years ago I grew some in my backyard and the assortment was simply beautiful, that was until a “herd” of rabbits had a field day in them. I had babies popping out all over the place. Sadly, that was the last time I planted wildflower seeds! 😦
Well, you can still take a nature walk and enjoy some. 🙂
Thank you much, Joke! 🙂
perhaps wishy, you’d remember the laundry too. wishy is too busy to remember the laundry thus washy is accused of nagging when she reminds wishy (who is looking for bugs or digging in his aquariums) nicely, to bring the last load in from the garage (man cave), the fourth time. love, washy
I wishy that you did not do so much washy. 🙂 💕
That put a smile on my face. I know where I am sitting today-with wishy. I do the washy tomorrow. I will have some wildflowers “on the side”, please. Have yourself a good day.
Sounds a bit wishy-washy to me! 🙂
Ah, the intrusion of real-life duties into our daydreamy lives!
What a gorgeous photo, with an amusing bit of prose to bring a smile. Your words also got me out of my chair and back to the washing machine — I’d forgotten that I’d already put the clothes in to swish, and needed to get them out to dry!
The poem was cute and the wildflowers look royal in purple!