When I watched this woman bringing in her clothes I remembered the wonderful fresh smell of clothes dried in the sun, and the challenge of grabbing the sheets down while they were flapping wildly in the wind. Wrinkles blown out of shirts and sheets alike. Before we ever heard of wrinkle-free.
Sears has still not arrived to repair our clothes dryer - and they won't until Friday.
Fortunately I dried our laundry in PA this week-end.
But not like this woman down the road. I stuffed mine into our working machine there and it tumbled them dry. I hardly noticed that they smelled faintly of BTUs and kilowats as I folded them.
Living better electrically - has spoiled me - - and the planet.