The summer from the top of a swing..pure nostalgia.
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,
River 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 Stevensen
And if you are like me you forget the broken arms and broken noses and remember only the pure, soaring joy.
(PS This is my nephew about 10 years ago at Grand Haven State Park, on the beach in Grand Haven, Michigan. If you look under his feet you can see the red lighthouses.)