Occasionally i would get busy and the dishes would pile up on the counter. I only had about a foot of available counter space and the dogs would lick anything below that height. I didn’t have enough room to separate the dirty dishes from ones that were going to be clean in the house and at that point the dishes had to be saved for a nice day to go out and wash them in the yard. The dirty dishes would be piled in the grass and then washed with dishwashing soap in the steel basin that doubled as a bathtub for myself and the dogs and a place to hand-wash laundry. My kitchen table would be set up in the yard and i would place half the dishes on it and the other half on the porch railing to dry in the sun. As displayed above, sometimes butterflies landed on the newly cleaned dishes to get a drink.