I have no idea why other people’s washing is so fascinating to humankind; nor perhaps should one enquire too deeply into the rhyme and reason of it. In scenic foreign places (i.e. not at home) it does have a certain art-installation allure. So here’s some Greek washing you haven’t seen, and coming up is more Greek washing that was hung out to dry in an earlier post. I thought is was worth a second airing. A washing line with a view of the Taygetos and the Gulf of Messenia. How uplifting must be the daily act of pegging out. (Not metaphorically of course).
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Tish Farrell 
I like pegging it out and watching it dry, with a good book. Trouble is, it’s usually in and out and in and out between showers here. 🙂 🙂 Love that second shot.
Yes there’s been a lot of in and outing. Best bit on sunny days is when the sheets come in filled with sunshine smell. Aaaah!
Agreed!
It takes a keen eye to notice such simple things while on holiday
🙂 or someone with a disposition to general nosiness 🙂
That is more like it but is not a way to keep friends 😀😀
No indeed. One has to be most covert 🙂
And you know what they say in my village, one has to choose their words carefully
That is a good piece of advice. I should mind it more often 🙂
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The second shot is fabulous! Who doesn’t prefer hanging washing out in the breeze? It has that wonderful outdoors smell when you bring it in. I particularly like pegging out on days when I can hear (if not necessarily see) buzzards overhead.
A fine wash-day soundtrack 🙂
I’m not sure my pegs would be that colorful. But I do love sheets hung out to dry.
Or as Toto once sang….. ”Hold the line ….”
Ha!
Great splash of colour, Tish!
🙂
Ooo, now I got my daily dosis of wash! Love it too.
Thanks, Ann-Christine 🙂
I think I actually said something similar in a previous post Tish. Why indeed are everyday chores so interesting when we travel?!?! I have a whole folder of laundry shots LOL. Loved yours 😊
I love that you have a whole folder of laundry shots, Tina 🙂
You can’t hang laundry here.
Birds.
Of course, all your overhanging trees.
hee hee it is odd isn’t it, as we never photograph our own!
Well now you mention it…