tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946642794555547764.post2828336029417835963..comments2014-11-27T21:32:54.320-05:00Comments on Outskirted.....: My Beautiful Launderette-Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00917064380700586641noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6946642794555547764.post-18045887007357763962011-11-07T22:51:14.201-05:002011-11-07T22:51:14.201-05:00The smell of the wind in your clothes is wonderful...The smell of the wind in your clothes is wonderful but I always hated the way jeans became stiff as boards. My Mother hung clothes up until I was out of medical school and had to buy her a dryer to get her to stop using the clothes line. Winter drying consisted of waiting til a sunny day above 32*F and hanging them out at sunrise and pulling them in before sunset when they would freeze, and hanging them up in the basement to finish drying. Good times...doctordivahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00446942514860505131noreply@blogger.com