Sunday, July 22, 2012

Sunday wonders - C

C is for Clotheslines.

Wherever there were houses and families in Newfoundland there were clotheslines.  It's wonderfully windy along the coast. 

Even the Norsemen did laundry.  Well, the women did the real work, I'm sure.  This is a replica dwelling at L'anse aux Meadows.

I would love to have a clothesline.  We have the kind of climate where we are grateful for the invention of the tumble dryer.  But, there is nothing better than the smell of wind-dried sheets, is there?  Having been inspired by all the flapping clothes I saw, I have been scouting around the yard for a place to put one.  It's not easy since we've got plants, veg and trees everywhere.  I have identified a nice clear patch.  But the other half of the household has just pointed out that the washing would be right under a drippy pine tree.

Way to rain on my parade, er washing. 


Rudee said...

Though I have the space in my yard for a clothesline, I lack the ambition. Too close to the city to appreciate smogless wind to dry my clothes. Sniff. It is a wonderful smell though if you're in the right place.

Andrea said...

LOVE my clothesline! :)

Rachel Cotterill said...

We managed to dry laundry outside today - but most of this year has been just too wet!

Mimi said...

Would a small line work at all, or even putting the clothes horse outside?
I'd be lost without my line, even with all the rain we get here. I have an automatic response to seeing drops of to take in the clothes! They usually get "finished off" in the dryer, but most of our drying is done outside.
Go for it!

Rose said...

I love clothesline too, and I have the same problem; no yard space, but I'm still trying to figure out a way!

Tanna at The Brick Street Bungalow said...

I have wished for a clothes line, too... and, not a spot that would do. =(

The smell of sunshine on fresh sheets is heavenly! blessings ~ tanna

J.G. said...

I am excited that the future house has a clothesline, though it needs new "line" to be in working order.

This is the sort of confession that around here, makes people look at you funny. Nice to see folks online who get it!


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