Squeaky Clean?

  Early this morning, I stood looking out the French doors at the fog and drear.  It was not quite raining but too drippy to be outside for any length of time.  My time would have to be spent indoors once again and this was not making me overly happy.  There were things to be done and sitting inside staring outside was not accomplishing one thing.  It was that mindless staring that brought me to the realization that the stiff breeze that accompanied the drizzle was hurdling something across the Bayou.  Something white and fluffy (?) was being whipped about just above the marsh.  Hmmm?  Perhaps I had better don a jacket and venture out regardless of the weather.  Surely, this needed investigating!

  A few minutes later brought me face to face with suds.  Yep, suds.  A fluff of suds about the size of a football had come wafting in on the breeze. This was indeed strange!  Even at a distance of a few feet, I recognized that scent.  Someone else uses Gain detergent!  But, my goodness!  Did their washing machine explode?  Whoever was doing the laundry across the Bayou must have used a tad too much detergent in the machine to make enough suds to have it escape the laundry room and make it all the way across the Bayou!  I had to giggle.  I can only imagine what that laundry room looked like right at this moment!  Suds must be everywhere!  Sure enough, a quick glance at the marsh proved that theory. Fluffs of suds were dotting the tops of the marsh and were bouncing along on the wind.  Oops!  That had to be a mess!

  To be honest, I have noticed that Gain detergent has an extreme sudsing power and I have had to cut my use in quarters.  A mere tablespoon will suds up a large load to the point of needing an extra rinse.  Obviously, whoever was washing clothes used the recommended amount and not the meager amount that I use.  Now I guess the Bayou is squeaky clean?  Or polluted with suds.....