Missing my clothesline

Ok I just have to stop and vent for a moment.

I MISS my clothesline. I loved going out there in the sunny warmth of a summer afternoon and hanging my stuff on the line. It just had incredible psychological values for me.

Now winter is here and it's dark when I go to work and dark when I come home and, while we do not yet have bitter temps or snow on the ground (which is rare for us at almost December), hanging them is just not feasible.

I still hang the 100% cottons around downstairs to keep them from shrinking and to save some energy but it is not the same.

Ok rant over. back to school work.