This post was originally published on EnviroMom in June 2009.
Almost every time we write about clotheslines, someone comments something along the lines of: ‘Oh, how wonderful. I used to always dry my clothes on a clothesline. Love that smell! But, now I live in a place where the homeowners association has prohibited the use of clotheslines. Sigh.’
But all that may change!
Good news on the horizon in Oregon and other states. An Oregon bill is in the works to prohibit such condo and homeowners’ associations from banning clotheslines in areas maintained by homeowners (i.e., their yards).
Can I just say: It’s about damn time? Don’t get me wrong. I love the good ol’ US of A. But sometimes it kills me that these kinds of things need to be legislated. Oregon is not alone. Hawaii and Connecticut are working on similar efforts, while Vermont and Florida have already passed such laws.
Check out Project Laundry List for the great work they are doing, and the freaking fantastic photo they have of undies hanging on a line.
Maybe I’m just a weirdo, but I’ve always loved the sight of laundry on a line. I remember taking pictures of jeans and shirts flapping in the breeze for a photojournalism class I took a million years ago. I think I even got high marks. It was quite beautiful. Black and white. In the age before digital, alas, so it would be a pain-in-the-bleep to track it down, scan and post it. Sorry.
I also become bewitched looking out of windows when I travel abroad (again, a million years ago), at all the cool pulleys and lines and loads of laundry being hung outside these old, old buildings. Perhaps they have the same problems too? Gated communities in the ‘burbs where the hanging of laundry is forbidden? I don’t know. To me the laundry is just part of the charm in all those lovely foreign cities.
I’m going to stop now before I write an ode to laundry lines. But please, if you feel so inspired, add your poetry to the comments.