Tuesday, May 14, 2013


   WOW - it's been so long since I posted I'm not sure I still know how.  I hope all of my friends and reader's are still out in cyber land and will enjoy this post.
   Much has happened in out family since I last blogged to you.  I will go into that another time.  What has sparked me to do this report is this wonderful little poem I received from a friend in North Carolina.
   Since a lot of us are growing older I thought you might enjoy this trip down memory lane.

A clothesline was a news forecast. To neighbors passing by.
There were no secrets you could keep. When clothes were hung to dry.
It was also a friendly link, For neighbors always knew
If company has stopped on by.  To spend a night or two.
For then you'd see the "fancy sheets", And towels upon the line,
You'd see the "company table cloths", With intricate designs
The line announced a baby;s birth, From folks who lived inside,
As brand new infant clothes were hung.  So carefully with pride.

The ages of the children could so readily be known.
By watching how the sizes changed.  You'd know how much they'd grown!
It also told when illness struck,  As extra sheets were hung,
The nightclothes , and a bathrobe too, Haphazardly were strung.

I also said "on vacation now."  When lines hung limp and bare.

It told "we're back!" when full lines sagged.  With not a inch to spare.
New folks in town were scorned upon, if wash was dingy and gray.
As neighbors carefully raised their brows, and looked the other way.

But clotheslines now are of the past, for dyers make work much less,
Now what goes on inside a home, is anybody's giess!
I really miss that way of life, it was a friendly sign
When neighbors knew each other best,  
By what they hung on the line.

I can still remember the first time I hung clothes on the line for my mother.  I hung the sheets "upside down" - OH MY what would the neighbors thing???  I loved the goo old days and hope you did too.

  Eloise and I wish everyone of you are well and happy.  I will try to keep this blog updated and stop being so lazy.  Until then keep hooking!!


Rugs and Pugs said...

Doris ~
SO GOOD to hear from you! I hope we hear from you again soon :)
Great poem. My mom always hung clothes on the line. I can remember her bringing in frozen clothes to finish drying!
Hugs to you and Els!!!
Lauren & Ellie

Julia said...

Hi Doris, I'm so happy that you posted today. Yes, I remember the clotheslines and the stories they told.
How sweet of you to share this poem with us. It brings back old memories. I also remember the clothesline competitions as to who was was first to hang their cloths on the line.

I haven't had much time to hook lately but I still check on Rug Hooking Daily forum to see what is going on.

Have a great week and enjoy your beautiful flowers. Hugs for you and Eloise.

Kim said...

I still love seeing a clothesline full of clothes. (If they are hung correctly. Lol). My Grandma was fanatical about how to "properly" hang them. I remember a few years before she passed away and a new, young couple moved next door. Grandma was at the kitchen window shaking her head in horror at the haphazard line of clothes. She wanted to go over and "teach" the girl. I quickly talked her out of that!