Hanging Washing on the Line

Does this make me sad that I just love the sight of washing blowing in the wind? I must admit I had nothing to do with this as I got home from work with ANOTHER cracking headache and Joe had stripped the bed, washed the sheets and they were drying lovely in the garden. They were dry by the time dinner was over and so were put straight back on the bed. It was so nice to get into bed last night and smell the fresh air.