Clotheslines

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My Nona in Pennsylvania had a clothesline going
from early spring until late fall;
never owned a dryer. In the winter, laundry
was hung in the cellar (basement).

I've always loved certain things on a clothes line
and always wanted one in my adult years....sorta.

But I suppose if I reeeaalllly wanted one, I'd have it.

a Friend emailed recently to say that
she was hanging her sheets on 'the line';
that did it.
I decided that day at least my bed linens were ALSO
going to smell like the great outdoors.

So: I sent my bed pillows
to a summer party on the deck.
They had a great time.
I plumped, puffed, kneaded and turned them over
a few times.

Sleep that night smelled like I imagine heaven probably smells...

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