Simplicity?

What was it about this shot that I found so beguiling. It is after all, just some washing on a line, blowing in the wind. We stopped at Cemaes on the way to Aberdovey to visit a little shop that we had visited once before and I looked across the road and saw this scene. What was it that made me take this shot? Was it a memory from long ago? Was it the simplicity of the shot in our crazy world? Who knows?