Our dryer is broken. (When your sheets come out of the dryer smelling like smoke, that's a bad sign.) Yesterday I took a retractable clothesline that my husband gave me a couple of years ago, found his drill, found screws that fit the drill, figured out how the drill worked, and installed that clothesline! One end on the tree; one end on the post. I have the prettiest view and love going outside to hang, check, and collect the laundry.
I love the smell of laundry dried outside.
The dryer can stay broken for all I care! Although my husband reminded me that we do get a lot of cold and ice and snow and stuff. He's right; but for now I told him not to stress about fixing the dryer, because I love my new clothesline!