When my husband and I moved in to our home, the first thing I asked him to do was to build a clothesline for me. I love how my clothes and sheets are soft and wrinkle-free when I take them off the line. I also love not using my dryer and saving energy!
Every time I take a basket of clothes outside, I remember my childhood. Putting clothes on the line was a chore back then, but I didn’t hate it.
Living in former military housing that was built the same year my husband was born makes me think about the people who lived here first. It was the early 60s, I can’t imagine they wouldn’t have a clothesline! I wonder if the wives of the Air Force personnel and Scientists that lived here used to visit in the backyard as they took care of their laundry. I wonder about all the people who lived here, and what their stories were. I remember visiting my grandmother in Massachusetts as a kid and being outside while she hung the laundry.
In these days where we hurry through our days – rinse, wash, repeat….taking the time to hang my clothes on the line gives me just a few moments of a bit of the “old days” and I feel content.