Lynnette and I met a long time ago – we both served in the Peace Corps at the same time (though not in the same village) and have developed a friendship over the years. This picture is of us at my then boyfriend’s house in around 2000 (he’s now my hubby). The big dog was her now hubby’s dog and the black dog was my beloved Carbon.
Lynnette is not originally from Texas, she grew up in Vermont and lived near Boston up until a couple of years ago. She and her hubby have a fixer upper house, too (just like I do) and are working on it all of the time (just like me)…
I’m glad that you get to “meet” a good friend of mine, too! But, I really would love to meet more of you. I’m running out of people to profile – so if you have a line, PLEASE send me pictures and a little write up! It’s not hard and it’s really lots of fun. Thanks!
I guess you could say I have been hanging clothes out on the line for as long as I can remember. Before I could reach the lines, I would hand the clothespins to my mom as she hung the clothes.
The lines in this picture were put up at her house when I was about 8 or 9 years old, and are still in use today. Later, it would become an after school chore to gather the clothes from the lines – and at that age it certainly was a chore, especially in the winter in VT.
In the worst weather, we would use the lines in the basement. These were built from simple drop-down supports from the overhead ceiling joists.