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Sunday, June 10, 2012

Clothesline Dancing


There’s something inherently soothing about hanging clothes out to dry on my clothesline. I stand amid my fruit trees, the snick of the clothespin rhythmic as I hang one garment after another, loving the cool temperatures and the light breeze, while my chickens are alternately scratching and pecking at the yard around my feet, searching out treats that only they can find. Boss, our German Shepherd pup, lays patiently at my feet watching and waiting for me to change my mind, hoping I’ll let him have just one clothespin to chew on. All of this is just background to me as I clasp one item after another to my beloved clothesline. Purchased because I wanted to do my part in reducing our carbon footprint; beloved because for just a few minutes each time I visit it, I find a place of quiet and tranquility.

Crazy as that sounds, it’s true. In a family of five, with two busy teenagers and an inquisitive ten year old boy in the house, quiet is a priceless commodity in very short supply. For the five minutes of each visit, I’m alone in my thoughts. I can reflect, dream or just breathe without interruption. I can watch my chickens meander about our yard, play fetch with the pup, or simply bask in the silence of a quiet mind. I’ve yet to let the rest of the family in on my secret. Even go as far as to grumble a little as I head out the door carrying a load of wet laundry.  So far, no one but me wants to hang clothes out to dry, and that’s okay with me. Guilt of blustering at such a menial chore goes a long way toward getting other things done. And my time alone has become a coveted part of my day.

My clothesline project started out as an energy saving means of drying laundry, and it does that and more.  It not only saves energy, it saves time; dries everything much faster than a drier and it all smells so fresh and clean. The sun kills more germs more efficiently in our clothing, towels and sheets than a drier ever could.

So, to all of you out there grumbling at the inconvenience of having a clothes line, if you have a family like mine, and even if you don’t, get one, FAST. It just might save your sanity!