We now live in a subdivision on the outskirts of town. My neighbor still hangs her clothes out in nice weather. She invited me to use it. The first day after we moved into our new house I stepped outside with the basket of wet clothes and about gagged. The farmers had spread manure on the fields that morning. I thought I had moved next to a pig farm. But that night they plowed everything under and the odor was gone. Needless to say, I use my dryer because I don't know when the fertilizer will happen, and because of allergies can't have the pollen on the clothes.