In my blog entry this Saturday I posted an image of a friend's (TT) great nieces running hand in hand with a another chid who they had met in Central Park.
The little girl featured in the photo atop this entry is one of TT's grand nieces and she is included in the aforementioned image. In the picture accompanying this posting, she can be seeing enjoying a swing located in the west eighties area of the park.
Seeing her joy as she swung back and forth caused me to think of The Swing, a poem by Robert Louis Stevenson that begins with this stanza:
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!
And for this segment of my Tuesday's Truths series, I'd like to add to Stevenson's poem by saying going up on a swing is also the most pleasantest thing ever an adult can do; as evidenced by the photographs in the series below that feature TT swinging alongside her great niece.
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