Swinging from the homemade tree swing made by my dad is one of my favorite summer childhood memories. He always pushed us higher than felt safe and the swing brought all the neighborhood kids together to play. Summer has arrived and I am itching for some wind on my face and some soaring above branches.
||photo - nycbadger||
||photo - Cornell University Library||
||photo - Juan Pablo.s||
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