What profit has man when he hangs out his clothes?
Wind + Sun = Dry Clothes
What profit has man from all the labor which he toils at under the sun? One generation passes and another comes, but the world forever stays. The sun rises and the sun goes down; then it presses on the place where it rises. Blowing, now towards the south, then towards the north, the wind turns again and again resuming its rounds. All rivers go to the sea, yet never does the sea become full. To the place where they go, the rivers keep on going. All speech is labored; there is nothing man can say. The eye is not satisfied with seeing nor is the ear filled with hearing. Ecclesiastes 1:3-8