Spinning the Carousel

I slipped out into the afternoon bustle and trotted down the street straight to the neighborhood laundromat! Bounding up onto a smooth white laminate folding counter, I found a tabletop spinning laundry carousel with hanging clips shaped like a neon starburst. I reached up, grabbed one bright blue plastic peg, and ran along the edge of the counter to whip the whole frame into a dizzy whirl! The little clips rattled together with a sharp, chattering flutter as they spun like carnival swings in the warm dryer breeze. I jumped back, laughing as the neon carousel blurred into a radiant circle right before my eyes.