Swings never did it for me. Motion sickness. I was a pusher--as in, I pushed everyone else. Not necessarily great fun for me, but the swingers loved it!
When I was in high school and feeling really alone, I'd hop on my bike, ride down to the local park and swing on the swings. They used to always make me sick, but there was something about kicking your legs to the sky, the wind rushing past your face, that made me feel invincible and not so alone for just a little while. I imagine that's what you captured there for a moment, too. I haven't been to visit your posts much as of late, but spent some time catching up. You've made me laugh, cry, and sigh, all in a matter of minutes. What a way to start the day. May you soar again today. :)
LOVE me some swings! Last time we were at the park, my youngest son gave up his swing to a little girl...she was crying cuz a FAT lady took the LAST swing! That fat lady would be me, of course!
I wish our school board hadn't taken out all the swings in the playgrounds. They thought they were too hazardous. Maybe if they taught the kids to not walk in front of them they could have kept them. I miss swinging.
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OMG, I still love to swing on a swing at the park. I can't wait til my niece is old enough to do it, so I can, too, without looking like a lunatic. :P
I agree, it's a good feeling to feel young again by thinking our childhood
good memories.
who doesn't love to swing?!!
Swings give me motion sickness now. I try not to think of this as an analogy for my life...
I feel the need to visit a park now. I used to love swinging.
ein wunderschönes bild!!! liebe grüße, angie
Swings never did it for me. Motion sickness. I was a pusher--as in, I pushed everyone else. Not necessarily great fun for me, but the swingers loved it!
Careful, don't let the teacher catch you jumping out of the swings.
smiles...
i love to swing....
and be a kid...
Love swinging! Such fun for the kids to watch you at it, I'm sure!
Cool they didn't make you push them and you got to swing yourself.
When I was in high school and feeling really alone, I'd hop on my bike, ride down to the local park and swing on the swings. They used to always make me sick, but there was something about kicking your legs to the sky, the wind rushing past your face, that made me feel invincible and not so alone for just a little while. I imagine that's what you captured there for a moment, too. I haven't been to visit your posts much as of late, but spent some time catching up. You've made me laugh, cry, and sigh, all in a matter of minutes. What a way to start the day. May you soar again today. :)
Ah, swings! A sure sign of Spring!
faithful follower
Swing & close your eyes.
Imagine you are 5 years old again .. it works :)
love you. C
The BEST kind of swingin'! xo
LOVE me some swings! Last time we were at the park, my youngest son gave up his swing to a little girl...she was crying cuz a FAT lady took the LAST swing! That fat lady would be me, of course!
oh I wanna swing!
Swings are the best piece of playgroup equipment by far.
I wish our school board hadn't taken out all the swings in the playgrounds. They thought they were too hazardous. Maybe if they taught the kids to not walk in front of them they could have kept them.
I miss swinging.
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