the swing

I realize that in these pictures my children are actually twisting in the swing rather than actually swinging...but the joy is the same! :) Swinging always reminds me of the poem my mom used to quote all the time...

How do you like to go up in a swing,

Up in the air so blue?

Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing

Ever a child can do!

Up in the air and over the wall,

Till I can see so wide,

Rivers and trees and cattle and all

Over the countryside -

Till I look down on the garden green,

Down on the roof so brown -

Up in the air I go flying again,

Up in the air and down!

Robert Louis Stevenson (1850–1894)

A Child’s Garden of Verses and Underwoods (1913)