Beautiful......

 On a warm day with a gentle breeze, the conditions are perfect!

I can't explain it, but I LOVE it.  I think it's beautiful.  I feel JOY when the laundry is hanging on the line.

The towels are a bit stiff the first time you dry off.  I think of it as a loofah.  When there's a breeze, they aren't as stiff.

I opt for all white towels...bathroom and kitchen....that way I can wash them all on Hot and use bleach.  After an afternoon on the line they smell good and I think they're uber sanitized.

This clothesline was built by my father-in-law over 50 years ago.  Not fancy, but it's perfect.  My husband climbed on this clothesline when he was a boy and now my grandson climbs on it. I LOVE that.

Good for my soul

Here it is...in all it's glory...line drying sheets and towels!

When I was young I dreamed I would fight a good fight for a just cause....I had no idea it would be for my Right to Dry. I felt like Rosa Parks the first time I used my vintage outdoor drying device. As though someone had asked me to move to the back of the bus (take down my CL) and I refused.

May Private Property Rights live!