Today offered the perfect combination of sunshine, no wind and some helping hands. That made it a good time to set up a clothesline and hang my comforter to air out.
Lou held the pole while I drove stakes. Scott provided an extra piece of rope, and the three of us got the comforter hung while keeping it out of the dirt.
Why, you might ask, am I using a king size comforter when I have only a twin bed? Because I already had it from my house dwelling days. (I've had it for almost 30 years.) And because I love having extra bedding bunched around me—especially around my feet.