I've always had a 'clothes horse' as we call them.. never had a tumble dryer... ours sits there when needs be, just at the top of the stairs, snuggled in the corner, which seems to be one of the wamrest plces in the house. Clothes go there if need be or hopefully outside.... where nature does it for me, no sunshine here atm but we do have wind!
I imagine there won't be many more days when I'll be able to hang clothes out. Apparently we're being promised an unusually wet autumn. Ha!
I use wooden clothes horses too. I originally bought one for wet weather, but now have two and I rarely hang things out of doors now.
I agree about the fresh smell, but there is also the bird problem, and the blowing down problem, both of which result in rewashing.
Also, I used to have to iron clothes dried out of doors. I can't remember when I last got out the iron - with careful hanging, things dry as if ironed.
But this is only since I lived alone - I doubt if I could have managed like this with family washing.
We don't seem to have any trouble with birds. And the backyard is so sheltered the wind's not a problem either.
I've done a wash two days on the run- mainly so I could take advantage of the sunny weather.
One of the best things about my new apartment is the clothesline outside. When I first moved in I only hung out my bed linens - after all, there IS a golf course next door. But as time has gone on I have started hanging all or most of my laundry outside. Like you, I depend on the weather and a maiden, I guess, is out of the question for me. Some of my stuff now has to be ironed - and even that is kind of nice (although not on the really hot days...)
It's good to hang clothes outside. I like to think they smell better too.
They do...especially if it's a windy day.
I love the smell of my bed sheets when they have dried and aired outside...
We used to hang clothes out exclusively when I was a young girl, which was a bit embarrassing since we were right on a relatively busy road, with nothing between us and said road but the alley backing the parking lot for the neighborhood grocery store.
And, also, because my mother and grandmother figured the best place to hang the underwear was right by the alley/lot, since it was the stuff least likely to be swiped off the line.
And the smell all that traffic left in the clothes was less than refreshing.
That said, it was better than winter, when they strung lines through the basement and dried clothes down there...
It's been sunny all day, I just brought the clothes in and they're beautifully dry, God's in his heaven, all's right with the world.
We have one of those maidens as well; unfortunately our back yard is lorded over by a black walnut tree that drips walnut shells and stain on anything beneath it during squirrel-feeding season. When we use it, it's relegated to the cellar.
I imagine there are compensations.
Is that the tree in your icon?
Do you eat the walnuts?
Yes, that's the tree.
Alas, the squirrels are quicker than we are and grab all the walnuts before we can get any. One of these days a walnut will fall from the tree and hit me on the head. Our outdoor grill has a couple of nice dents in it from last year's walnuts' falling. One even bounced off a window ledge and broke a window pane. (!)
This morning, it was very loud in the backyard from the noise of squirrels peeling walnuts up in the trees. It's those bits of husk that rain down and stain things.
I don´t own a tumble dryer in Spain. They´re actually still quite rare in homes there although they are seen more in the shops nowadays. For over 30 years I´ve always used a clothes line and a folding rack. Of course our climate in Seville is a fairly dry one except in fall and winter and even then we have a lot of sunny days. I have to chuckle at the thought of my mum turning over in her grave when I hang out the clothes. Even though she did the same thing when we were children, the day she finally got a tumble dryer she declared she´d never hang anything out again and said it was one step more in freeing women from the drudgery of house work.
Hanging things out on the line doesn't seem too much like drudgery to me. As household jobs go. I quite enjoy it. And there's something envigorating about a line of washing flapping in the breeze.
I guess we have to take into account that this was in the 1950´s and all the conveniences weren´t in common use or hadn´t been invented. I think it was much harder work keeping a clean house then than it is now.
Personally, I don´t mind hanging out the clothes at all and that´s why I chuckle when I remember my mother´s attitude.
I forgot to say that I've never owned a tumble dryer, so I've no idea how much things need ironing if you use one. And aren't they hard on the clothes? I've a vague idea that you have to clean fluff out of them, which suggests a good deal of "wear and tear" on the fabric.
I've had clothers destroyed by a tumble drier- but not the one we've got at the moment.
Yes, you have to clean the lint trap after every session and it can be a little alarming to see how much fluff the clothes have shed.