Call me crazy—I love doing laundry. Of course I do use the modern conveniences—a washer and dryer. Who of my generation would forget the wringer washing machines our moms used to wash the family’s dirty duds? Once wrung, they’re hung by clothespins out in the backyard (or in the basement) on the clothesline. Was there anything better than climbing into a bed made with clean sheets naturally dried in the line?
It must be memories of my mother hanging clothes out to dry that bring that lump to my throat when I hear Wynonna Judd sing, “All of that Love from Here.” And then there’s that collection of clothesline pictures.
My friend Ridgely sent me this one:
These are definitely going in my collection.