Today we’re off to Rural Maramures in the north of Romania to see a lady rinsing her washing (rugs) in mountain waters. She had a wooden contraption that funnelled clear water from a spring so she could access it readily to rinse her washing. I was fortunate that I was able to capture her at work, as well as having got the image of the water before:
Linked to Monday Washing at Andrew Petcher’s here
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Fab photos
Thank you, Sheree….’a slice of life’, eh?
😎
A fabulous shot and piece of history.
Thanks, Margaret
Such clever improvisation.
Isn’t it!
Great images Sue. It’s easy to forget how labour-intensive laundry is for many people.
I remember my grandmother using most of Monday before washing machines…
I remember mum had a wringer machine that wasn’t plumbed in. Washing day was chaotic, with hose pipes and buckets and the hand-turned wringer. Must have been an absolute nightmare when one brother was a baby in cloth nappies and the other was a bed-wetter. 😬
Nightmare.”?but that’s what kept people fit, I guess
True.
Good one, Sue! 🤗💕
Thanks, Jo!
I wonder if she even has a mangle? That seems unlikely.
You are all doing so well with these washing line photos!
Best wishes, Pete.
Probably not many left now
Great captures, Sue. We have it so easy these days.
We certainly do, Sylvia!
oh my, and I think handwashing when we are in our Portuguese apartment is hard work ocassionally!
Don’t know you’re born,Becky!
I know I know – although when i first lived alone I often had to hand-wash all the bedding because I couldn’t afford to go to the launderette
Aaaargh
yup and no wringer – crikey it took a long time to dry!
😳🙁
I really like this photo 😀
Thanks, Cee…there are 2 images in this post
Love these, Sue. Solving problems – that was what belonged to everyday life. My grandmother washed everything by hand or boiled the whitewash in a big copper barrel.
Yes, indeed
Love these. Certainly makes one appreciate modern conveniences, doesn’t it!
janet
Most definitely….it was like going back in time
This must be one of the more unusual washing posts. A country not many have visited, including me.
And when we visited, it was like going back in time in the rural areas….
Excellent captures ..did she realise she was being watched
I don’t think so
That looks like very hard work! An interesting and unusual twist on the theme.
Very hard work!
Another reason to go to Romania. I wonder if it’s still like that? Superb photos from the past.
When we went, I had read an article saying it was like going back 200 years, and I was….certainly in the parts of rural Romania that we saw. We returned the following year, the year that they joined the EU….and roads had been tarmacced, lots of cars suddenly appeared….the pace of change