Through The Wringer
plein air oil 10'" x 8"
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$195.00 + $10. s/h
When I was a little girl we had a summer cottage on Lake Michigan. There was an old wringer washing machine in the basement. I remember helping my mom lift the laundry from the machine and wringing it through the wringer. (Not sure that I've ever used the word "wringing" before. And, since no one wrings laundry any more, I may never use that word again!) I think that today I would say squeeze.
I actually looked "wring" up to make sure that it's still a word. Here is what I found: