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Solar clothes dryer…..well, maybe not

Anyway, husband Frank took them down and they were stiff as a board, like an old fashioned starched tablecloth. Frozen solid, so we had to hang them on my wooden Amish indoor clothes rack to dry……lesson learned!

 A clothesline was a news forecast, 
To neighbors passing by,
There were no secrets you could keep,
When  clothes were hung to dry.
It also was a friendly link,
For neighbors always knew
If company had stopped on by,
To spend a night or two.

For then you’d see the “fancy sheets”
And towels upon the line;
You’d see the “company tablecloths”
With intricate designs.
The line announced a baby’s birth, 
From folks who lived inside,
As brand new infant clothes were hung,
So carefully with pride!
 The ages of the children could, readily be known
By watching how the sizes changed, 
 You’d know how much they’d grown!
 It also told when illness struck,
            As extra sheets were hung;
      Then nightclothes, and a bathrobe too,
            Haphazardly were strung. 

It also said, “On vacation now”, 
           When lines hung limp and bare.

           It told, “We’re back!” when full lines sagged,
           With not an inch to spare!
        New folks in town were scorned upon, 
           If wash was dingy and gray,
        As neighbors carefully raised their brows,
           And looked the other way. 

        But clotheslines now are of the past,

           For dryers make work much less.
        Now what goes on inside a home,
        Is anybody’s guess!
        I really miss that way of life,
         It was a friendly sign
        When neighbors knew each other best…
           By what hung on the line.
Ah, here's what clothes normally look like drying on the line
Remembering warm summer days….

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1 comment

  1. debby di lollo

    what a darling poem!
    and i am famous for hanging clothes out in winter – they freeze and have to “finish” drying by the fireplace. then the nose goes all schizophrenic – ashy fresh air? what is THAT?
    blessings and hot coco to you, rita!

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