The right to air

Yesterday it was a stifling 38C degrees here in Sydney -

a sure sign that summer is not far off now!

Isabella and I were lucky enough to be spend the morning at

one of the amazing Sydney harbour beaches, where as my husband

and son had to endure the heat at work and at school.. Poor boys!

Having grown up in Sweden where the summers are short and

unreliable, I have an innate need to make the most out of

every sunny day, and one of many summertime pleasures

for me is being able to hang the laundry out on a line to dry..

 

Yes yes, I am aware of the lack of glamour in this confession,

but my heart smiles at the view of crisp white linen flapping

in the wind, and not to mention the divine smell of sun-kissed

laundry having dried in the breeze. Aaaaahhhh!

Hanging your laundry outside is apparently not a domestic

pleasure allowed everywhere in the world - for various reasons.

 How annoying wouldn't it be to drop a sock here...

  

 In some cities the laundry thieves are so brutal that it makes

no sense to even try, in other places the pollution rates are

so high that the clothes would be more dirty having hung

outside than they were before they were washed, and in

other areas certain home owners claim laundry lines are

plain ugly and that they decreases the value of their homes..

Though I agree there has to be considerate diplomacy as to what

you display on your laundry-line and how you do it..

...I am very much in favour of the environmental benefits of
not using a dryer. Both because of the environment, the purity
of our house (kids are asthmatic) and the wear on the clothes.

To me there is also something nostalgic about the ritual - something

my great grand mother did, and something my children love doing.

A simple domestic chore that brings vivid memories of perfect

Swedish summer days to my mind...

xCharlotta