The urge to write For the Love of Clotheslines came from our trip to Italy in 2011, where I took more photos of wet clothes hanging on balconies and on clotheslines in villages and small towns than...

The urge to write For the Love of Clotheslines came from our trip to Italy in 2011, where I took more photos of wet clothes hanging on balconies and on clotheslines in villages and small towns than I did of statues and churches. Something about seeing the clotheslines triggered strong memories of my childhood. Women's Voices for Change printed my online article and photos from my trip, read by Kathleen Arleth, a gallery owner in Somers Pt., NJ and she asked me to do an exhibit of my photos....

All around the world in cities, towns and villages—large and small—clothes are washed. They are hung to dry in the breeze and sunshine and children everywhere revel in the fun of helping with the...

All around the world in cities, towns and villages—large and small—clothes are washed. They are hung to dry in the breeze and sunshine and children everywhere revel in the fun of helping with the laundry. Smelling Sunshine captures some of the special moments of this day-to-day chore — a wonderful, heart-warming time shared between parent and child and an experience young readers will relate to. ...