My neighbors live simply... without a dryer, and perhaps without a washing machine as well. It's a treat to see the ever changing assortment of laundry hanging like flags out on the line. On this day she did the wash in early morning and the sunlight hit it in such a way it seemed to glow holy. I never SEE her hang it, it just appears by magic, some days it's colorful towels, other days her basic dresses. The last time I did laundry on a pretty day I actually hung it out to dry too, it's even interesting the crunchy "starch like" effect it has on the clothes.