Hurricane Earl just whipped through my backyard and left a path of branches and debris.  Ever high and watchful, my dependable clothesline battled the extreme winds and teeming rain, thusly giving way to another dawn of a more blissful and harmonious affair with nature.  Many in Nova Scotia are without power and could be for quite some time.  I trust they have a clothesline to rely on during these disruptive and unpredictable electric currents.   Earl is but another test to remind us of the simpler and practical ways of life.  Don’t get me wrong, technological advancements have certainly enhanced the lives of many around the globe, issues of ignorance rest with those who will not entertain the relationship of the two.   Banning clotheslines is like banning deodorant, no one says you have to use it, but where is the harm?  Unsightly?  How about all those electric power poles and … wait for it … all the lines strung from pole to pole?  Clotheslines provide a canvas for which art can be created.  May I be so bold as to suggest you try to create a mosaic of your own? 

Best regards,

Cindy Etter-Turnbull

a.k.a.  mrsclothesline   (mrsclothesline@hotmail.com)

Author of “Fine Lines”