The Wash House

This sign tickled my fancy today I was taken back to my childhood when we had a wash house. I even remember a copper. What hard work that must have been for my mum. This sign was in the little town of Thayne, Wyoming, just south of Alpine, where I took Jazzy for a bath and brush. She is all soft and fluffy again.

I am using my iPad to upload tonight. My computer charger has died. Grrrrr Fortunately a lot of my work is online so I can use my iPad until a replacement charger arrives. But I can't download my photos from my camera to my iPad, so a other learning curve ahead I can see.