In our area of the country, within certain groups of people, Monday is known as"wash day" Today as I drove to a meeting I saw many washlines hanging full of clothes. In the bitter cold weather, with snow covering the ground, the wash was hanging out to dry.
This wash line is quite long, actually the length of the property.
Here you can see how it extends to the far corner of the barn.
Most of these farmers have large families and do their laundry one day a week, explaining why the wash line has to be so long.
When I was a young teenager and worked at my grandpa's farm, I would help my grandma do laundry every Monday. It was my job to hang the clean laundry out on the line. It did not matter if it was winter or summer, only that the sun was shining. Oh, how well I remember those days. In fact, I remember taking the wash off the line in the winter, where the pieces of laundry had frozen stiff. But,I also remember how white Grandma's white laundry was after hanging in the sun all day, and oh, how clean and fresh it smelled.
Today, I personally am so thankful for my clothes dryer and that I do not have to use a wash line in this cold winter day.