Today my clothesline went into the ground. I found the sunniest spot in my yard, and papa put it up for me while I was changing the babies diapers! My dirt here is so good, it took less than 5 minutes to dig the hole. I love the feel and smell of clothes hung out on the line. It's funny, when I was a kid, I hated bringing clothes in off the clothesline, I remember I would just yank the clothes down, sending broken clothespins flying to their death on the lawn. Now as a grown up, I dearly love my clothesline. I can't say that I am looking forward to a trip to the laundromat to wash the clothes with 2 boys under 2, but I do look forward to seeing baby sweaters, quilts, and aprons hanging out on the line.