It was a balmy 35°F this morning when I awoke. So—I’m hanging out the wash today on My Little Farm in Town.
I have a friend that does not own a dryer because of her green convictions. I admire her. She is a woman of grit and perseverance who hangs her laundry to dry all over inside her house during the winter and wet spells and outside in warmer weather.
I am not as noble and committed a creature. I hang my laundry outside for more mundane reasons:
1.Economics: I might already have mentioned that our electric rates have risen significantly, and I’m tired listening to our dryer consume more kilowatts than I can afford.
2.Vanity: I hate the sausagey way my cotton t-shirts fit when they shrink in the dryer.
3.Senses: I just love the fresh air smell of line-dried clothing.
I usually dry only my cottons outside because I live in town and the wind doesn’t blow as vigorously between the houses. I can only get so many loads dry per day, and I only do laundry once a week. (As a teen living on a hill in northern Wisconsin, I could hang and dry a load in twenty minutes! Residing as a single person on the flats of Dubuque, Iowa, I did my laundry once a month and hung it all, with my landlord’s permission, on the expansive lines in the side yard of the brewer’s mansion converted into apartments where I lived at the time. Those were the days!)
My chickens like it when I am outside hanging or folding laundry, teetering on top of the packing snow drifts. It adds variety to their day and the anticipation of the treats I sometimes feed them between loads. (My next-door neighbor also thought it might entertain her Australian pen friend and asked if she could take a picture of me in action. I consented, thinking it might add an interesting cultural note to her correspondence.)
Today, I may need to take the last little bit of moisture out of my loads in the drier when the sun goes down, but I will still be spending less on electricity. Living greener and leaner by the minute, Begonia
Thanks for the compliment Robyn. It's 27F here. Stay Warm! Begonia
You make me want to install a clothes line
Friday, March 11, 2011 | By HilaryK
I remember my mom drying clothes outside when growing up on the farm in Iowa. Nothing better than sheets dried outside. Jeans, on the other hand, are a different story. Stiff as a board. But even if you finish them up inside, you save beaucoup energy. This is a poetic lil essay, Michelle. You are quite the writer. Keep it up my friend. I'm going to refer my thrifty friends to your blog. Good stuff!
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