I thought I would start a series of about things I love and why I love them as I think of them. Here is the first post:
I love the smell of laundry day after the wash is going. Especially the white loads. The smell of the bleach reminds me of childhood vacations to the Christie Lodge in Beaver Creek, Colorado. I loved going snow skiing every winter then coming back to the lodge tired and cold, pealing off my gear then going down to the pool and hottub and relaxing. They must have put enough chlorine in the water to kill anything that came in contact with it because you could smell it throughout the entire lodge. Also brought to memory are the wine and cheese parties in the community area. During the World Cup, skiers from other countries would sit and visit and play guitar and sing. It was a great time.