There are glimpses of better weather on the horizon, hopefully more prolonged better weather. The sun comes out regularly and clear blue skies hint at better times ahead. If you stand in the right place, tilt your face in the right direction and close your eyes ... you can almost imagine it's a warm Spring morning as the warmth intensifies and seeps through to your bones.
And it's tempted me into being a rule breaker!!
We're not supposed to have washing lines outside the vans. We are allowed those racks that hang out of the caravan windows, you know the ones I mean ... you see them festooned with drying towels and swimwear ... but I've not got one of those yet. Instead I've strung a low piece of clothes line between the wood that holds the guttering on the shed and then tied the other end around the top rail of the decking.
It works wonderfully well.
It feels a bit like clandestine clothes drying.
As long as can get away with it I will, but I won't push my luck by hanging out rows of giant greying knickers and bras. If I get challenged ... and I might as we are in the line of vision of the CCTV camera that guards the bin area, which is great for my security but not so great for little rule breaker me ... I will apologise profusely and invest immediately in the right bit of kit.
But I do love a line of washing drying naturally in a sunny breeze ♥️