When I was a child I used to help my mother hang the clothes out to dry. She had two lines strung up in our back yard and we would pin the clothes to the line with those old fashioned wooden clothespins. We don't often see clothes hung out to dry any longer in the cities of the U.S. When I traveled to Italy, I was reminded of those days almost everywhere I went. I saw the above clothes line from my hotel window in Florence.
In Siena, I saw laundry hanging against those gorgeous "siena" walls.
In Venice sometimes clothes were hung out across the canal...
...other times they were hung against a house.
In Burano I found some bright laundry against those brightly painted houses.
Everyone in Burano seemed to have lines outside their second floor windows.
There is just something charming about seeing lines of clothes out to dry!