To keep from having the dryer on, I've taken to hanging our clothes on the line. The benefit is that it bleaches my whites and is gentle on my delicates.
There is something therapeutic with this work as well. Breathing the fresh air and calculating how many clothespins I can save for the rest of the load of clothing.
The smell of the wet, clean laundry blowing in the breeze. Also knowing that this is the way my great great great grandmother dried her clothing keeps me in touch with the past.
Just wanted to share this happy moment with my blog friends/family. Love, Nee