I can still smell our laundry hanging in the sunshine, bleached white, with blueing added for extra whiteness. I hear the squeak of the clothesline reel, the fluttering of the clothes in the breeze. Laundry was an all-day event. Ironing was on Tuesday.
17 Things Our Grandparents Did When “Green” Was Just A Color. This made me want to hang a clothesline. I can still remember the smell of my sheets my mom would hang dry outside, and it is such a great smell! Why don't I use a clothesline?