The kids can't play outside much at all now. The dog, cat and chickens are cold, really cold, you can just tell. The cat reminds me of a grumpy old man. The corn stove fills the house with a constant hmmmmmmmmm... and sends us on an evening ritual of fetching pails of corn from the barn. The fancy car starts, but the old green one refuses.
I can accept that the garden is asleep, and that the car needs to be warmed up before we leave. I don't mind pouring dusty buckets of corn into the stove, so we can avoid using the furnace. I happily go to the coop several times a day, to gather the eggs before they have a chance to freeze. I bundle the kids before we leave the house, even if it takes 20 minutes by the time everyone has been dressed, undressed to go potty, and dressed back up again.
I even have a pile of winter squash in the middle of the kitchen, because I was afraid they would freeze on the basement stairs.
But I also realize now, that I must admit temporary defeat in regard to one thing that I love dearly.
Yeah I know, I'm weird. I love my clothesline. It makes me happy.
A drying rack in front of the corn burner's hot blast of air (yes, in my living room) just doesn't satisfy like the clothesline. Don't get me wrong, I like my clothes drying rack, but I love my clothesline.
4 comments:
I miss my clothesline dearly, too. I tried "freeze drying" diapers out there a few weeks ago....I suppose technically they would have had to dry eventually, but at some point, it just doesn't work anymore. The drying rack just isn't the same, I agree. One of the best things about spring is smelling fresh air on the sheets at night! - Maria
I don't think you can blame the difference on the clothes drying rack. I think it is the air and sunshine that is missing in the winter. I use my rack year round. Outside when ever the weather cooperates. So I am sure it is the great outdoors that makes the clothes seem so special. Just makes you wonder how much we improve when we take the time to go outside and enjoy a little breeze and sunshine.
Mary, that is exactly what I was getting at! Just the whole experience of BEING outside, giving the freshly washed clothing a sharp "snap", feeling the sun beat down on my back, listening to the birds and the breeze rustling through the tree while getting everything pinned up. And that great "line dried" smell. Mmmmmmm...
OH, I agree! I love an outside clothesline, but I don't have one. I have too many trees, so if I hung my clothes out, I'd have to bring them back in and wash the bird poop off. Sort of defeats the purpose. I am determined to find a spot, though, that I can at least have a small circular line!
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