Wind Girl and Building a Better Clothespin

Ash clothespins from Classic American Clothespins

Ash clothespins from Classic American Clothespins

Since it’s breezy to outright windy here throughout springtime, I’m realizing that we really could do with a clothesline. Between our endless sunshine and air movement, our clothes would dry in no time. So, to celebrate Earth Day 2015 I finished my assemble-them-yourself clothespins from Classic American Clothespins and am going to be putting up a clothesline within a week. Yay no HOA here where I live!

If you use clothespins for any purpose, you may have experienced clothespin failure, wherein they just come undone and catapault through the air, or ouch splintering of your phalanges when gripping them. The pins commonly available at retailers these days have really suffered in quality and dependability. A few years ago, my mom and I went searching for for a better solution and found Herrick Kimball, who has developed a US made product that will last for years. Kiln-dried ash from upper New York State and heavy-gauge, full-coil stainless steel springs give these babies heft, strength, durability and, in my eyes at least, beauty.

Sure, they are more expensive than the cheap alternatives, but I value the commitment and undertaking very much, and can’t wait to actually clip them to a clothesline.

Wind Girl, photo by and used with permission of Wind Girl's mom.

Wind Girl, photo by and used with permission of Wind Girl’s mom.

On Super Power day at school, my grand girl Noe assumed an identity so appropriate for where we live: “Wind Girl.” Don’t you love it?! The only hiccup was when she discovered that she couldn’t actually control the wind. Poor little five-year-old super heroine. She was distraught and thought her mom had lied to her. The magic of childhood thought processes sometimes presents learning opportunities so poignant that we’d rather forestall them for a few years.

Meanwhile, this grandma is in favor of mounting “Wind Girl” month in May. Picture legions of us wearing our tutus, capes and boots as we toil outside in our gardens and acreage. If we can’t control it, maybe we can heighten the experience of working in the wind, garb flapping around us powerfully. Aside just for my mom, perhaps this is how we can finally “Reap the Wild Wind!”

Happy Earth Day, all.