natural disenfectant and stain remover. The wind pulls out the wrinkles and gives a fresh snap to the clothes. And the smell, the smell... There's something so pure and wholesome about the act of hanging laundry out to dry. It's meditative to me, shaking out the clothes, pinning them up, then later feeling them, warm and dry, taking them out and folding each one into the basket. I sometimes feel a little "Donna Reed" when I hang out the laundry, but always with a bit of a smile.
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