Wednesday, February 26, 2025

Memories

Sharing on his blog about how different cultures dry their clean clothes, Andrew reminded me of helping my beloved maternal Grandma at the clothesline. It’s neat that Andrew and I shared similar childhood chores despite living on different continents.

Now I can almost envision Grandma’s old fashioned washer. It had a ringer, two rollers squeezing water from garments one at a time versus our modern spin cycle. I don’t recall if this was all electric or hand cranked.

An Older Model, for Sure;
Thanks go to the stock photographer
Strayer’s comment reminded me of Grandpa’s opinion of cut flowers. While I don’t begrudge folks who regularly enjoy flower bouquets, seeing blooms thrive on their living stems is my personal preference. Obviously, I make exceptions. ~sheepish grin~ This brings a very specific story to mind.

One summer, a neighbor girl insisted on harvesting some of Grandpa’s flowers. Her boorish nature weakened my timid protests. My grandfather emerged from the house spouting righteous indignation.

I burst into tears. What’s her name ran home.

After her shamed retreat my Grandpa expressed sorrow. He never blamed me but knew favoring his granddaughter could, as we would term it today, exacerbate a toxic relationship. My love for him grew even stronger that distant day.

How do you launder your clothes? Can you imagine trekking to a river with a washboard and clothes basket like so many hardworking souls (past and present) around the world?

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12 comments:

  1. We had a washer like that and everything went on a clothes line to dry. I so remember. Now we have a washer and dryer and do little except up in and take out. It's heaven. When we were remodeling our home we had to go to the laundromat. I'd forgotten how time consuming that was.

    Have a fabulous day and rest of the week, my friend. Hugs. ♥

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    1. You did some major remodeling as I recall. Hugs, my dear.

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  2. My great-aunt had a washer like that. I guess that make you and I quite old. :) I have a washer and dryer. I also hang some stuff in the basement, but never outside for fear of bees. XO

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    1. Bees in our clothes would not be fun. lol And yes, we're all getting older. But we have each other! Hugs, my dear.

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  3. We had one of those washers too but I don't remember if it was electric totally or not.

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    1. I can picture the cellar and the machine but nothing more. lol Be well!

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  4. It's nice how much clothes washing has evolved. Much easier nowadays.

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  5. It would be nice to have a dhobi wallah come to your door and take your clothing and linen away, returning the next day with lovely freshly washed and ironed clothes.

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    1. I'd feel guilty, though, unless we could tip those folks really well. :) Take care!

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  6. I can't imagine the scrub board. I bet they wore their clothes as long as possible before a wash to avoid that duty as much as possible. My fathers mother had the roll squeezer, hand cranked. I did make a washing machine once when mine was broken. Pretty easy. You can do it with a toilet plunger and a five gallon bucket. You can do it with two buckets, the smaller inner bucket has holes in it, the outer doesn't but has a plug to drain water out. The axle is attached to the lid and bottom of the smaller bucket and extends through the bottom and top of the larger barrel. One end has a crank. You have to support at each axle end. Anyhow, its easy. Put clothes and detergent in the middle, add water with a hose. Turn the crank until you think they've agitated around enough. Pull the plug, drain out the water, add rinse water, crank some more, drain all water and crank it fast for the spin cycle. Lol. It was fun.

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