Arizona, California, Colorado, Florida, Hawaii, Illinois, Indiana, Louisiana, Maine, Maryland, Massachusetts, Nevada, New Mexico, North Caroline, Oregon, Texas, Vermont, Virginia, and Wisconsin have all made it illegal to ban clotheslines, allegedly over environmental concerns about saving water and energy. That’s good news.
But snooty people in many suburbs and McMansions think they are ugly and bring real estate prices down. Thousands of towns and cities have banned clotheslines in America. Clothesline lovers are fighting back.
What a shame.
Maria and I pay attention to environmental issues, and it is very difficult for me to imagine how clotheslines do anything but conserve water and save the environment. They are certainly not ugly; they are iconic symbols of American life. Gated communities are well known for banning clotheslines; they think it’s a hallmark of poverty (those photos of Jewish and Irish immigrants in lower New York in the 20s and 30s.).
To me, clotheslines are a kind of art; seeing this one blowing in the wind this morning was beautiful. And there are no clothes that smell fresher than clothes that dry on a line.
There is now a national movement to fight clothesline bans, good for them. Courts are ruling in their favor. I’m in.
Thank you for the link to the right to dry article. As a life long user of clothes lines, I appreciate the information.
My sister lives in North Carolina and is a real estate agent who lives in a HOA development. I sent the article to her.
I should say I never knew about the lilacs and Presidents Lincoln and the Walt Whitman poem, again I learn from subjects you share. It’s been great for me to know more about most anything. Thomas Merton comes to mind. Other philosophers or authors you have mentioned and I’ve looked up or read more about.. it goes on and on. Sheep sheering, what donkeys are like, dog issues, Amish life, and more. So thank you beyond the things you might not even know you are sharing and expanding in others.
Thank you…
I like clothes lines with the fluttering clothing dancing in the wind. It’s a dance or sorts, like flowers on a windy day.