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Some of us do it through frugality and some through convention, their mothers did it this way, as did their mothers. Some do it because there is no alternative, some for the convenience and others because they can’t do without the smell of the sun on their sheets.
Even if it has no underclothing, there is something intimate and personal about a clothesline: Here are the things we wear and the linen we use, here is our taste in style and color and texture, here our our sensibilities, here are the things we choose to own, with which to adorn ourselves. Over time clotheslines tell stories about us; how we keep our mismatched socks, how we favor gingham for kitchen linen, what the strange slogans on our shirts say, the King-sized sheets, the baby blankets, the rows of plaid shirts or silk pyjamas.
This clothesline, vibrant and rich like a roll of candy, gives me enough of a hint of, at least, a little joie de vivre that I can’t help but smile a little at it.
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