It is that time of year. The days are getting warmer--we had a burst of mid-70s last weekend (car-ni-vahl weekend), so on Sunday, I hung out my first laundry of the season.
Hanging laundry is still fun for me. I love it on many levels. Of course I feel good that I'm using the free energy from the sun to do my work. I love how the laundry smells fresh after drying on the line. It dries a bit stiff, so a line-dried t-shirt feels distinctly different than one dried in a clothes dryer. My favorite line-dried product is a bath towel. Nothing says "clean" like a slightly abrasive towel that smells like sunshine!
Of course, no rose is without thorns. There are some down sides. I haven't figured out how to eliminate the little press-marks and slight distortions from the clothespins. And the clothes are a little more wrinkley. It also takes more time to hang a load than to throw it in the dryer, although I usually find it a soothing activity (escape?). And of course, it takes more time to dry, unless you've got a nice, hot summer day.
All this does make me think...where am I going to put my line up at the house?