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Tire swings

It came to me this morning that tire swings are like love, they go around and around and around. The momentum is endless and all encompassing. A tire swing and love can make you sick or fill your heart with joy. Today there was no emesis but a heart so full of love.

Oh there could be more made of the analogy and certainly the story strung out to the where, when, why and who. Realms written about family love passed from one generation to the next.

But not today. I’m living in the moment. Despite the pandemic or maybe because of it the time together is more precious than gold.



I have had a love of the written word for my entire life. It's no surprise that eventually I found a platform where I could write. It's random; sometimes funny, occasionally sad, maybe even at times from anger and I lean towards creative photography and hands on crafts. I have a few blogs that high light these interests.

12 thoughts on “Tire swings

    1. Thanks for stopping in to read and for leaving such a sweet comment. I try to take a photo without their faces for my blog and this particular time it was easy as they swung around “faster grampa faster”. I’ve never done a shadow photo before. Somehow standing there listening and watching the whole blog post just popped into my head and I snapped the photo.

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    1. I miss my first born — his bubble doesn’t include us for several reasons and I miss our time together. Yes the pandemic has certainly given us all food for thought. Thanks for stopping by and commenting. It’s nice to interact with others and see how they are managing these challenging times.

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    1. Absolutely nothing. The little guy wanted me, not momma, for bedtime tonight. Such a joy they bring to the heart.
      Thanks for stopping by and commenting. Hope you are keeping well.


    1. It’s the first time I’ve ever done a shadow shot. I kind of like it!
      I love the time with the grandchildren but sure miss time with our son and daughter-in-law. We visit occasionally but not enough.


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