I have three old shirts that get the most wear in the hottest part of the desert summer. They’re all old green Dickie workshirts, worn thin, with the sleeves cut off – they got a little too small in the chest and I wear them mostly unbuttoned just to keep the sun off my shoulders. Three of them is barely enough for the laundry rotation, since obviously I sweat a lot outdoors. Indoors too, TBH.
Last week I suddenly found that I had two old green workshirts. It’s a small cabin, there really aren’t a lot of places to lose something the size of a shirt but I looked in them all. Finally decided the only thing that could have happened was it getting blown off the clothesline, in which case it had to be somewhere in the brush and rocks downwind of Ian’s place.
Took me a while – one of the things I like about these shirts is the green blends real well with juniper without obviously being camouflage…
Found it! Good as – well, not new…
Oh good, I’m not the only one who does stuff like this.
My guess was that a certain dog used it as a snack and was careful about hiding the evidence 🙂