I am over the moon to be contributing to the blog My Crafty Spot, “When Life Gets Creative”! The extremely talented Erin Kennedy is the host and resident Superwoman. Her other blogs My Thirty Spot and My Cooking Spot are phenomenal; you simply must check them out! She is dedicated to sharing great ideas from amazing people; writing for the 30 something girl who needs to know all we simply need to know! This lady has got it all!!
Growing up I remember vividly this little picture of a girl propelled into the sky, head thrown back, smile spread over her face, legs stretched out in front of her, hands gripping the rope of a swing, cotton candy clouds sounding her and a grand castle in the distance. My mother had it hanging it in her room, it was a gift from her beloved grandmother and when she was a child and looked up into the blues and green of the Maxfield Parish print her grandmother would recite this poem;
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,
Rivers 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!
This little ritual was passed on to my mom along with the print titled Dinky Bird and as I would lie on her bed gazing at the sheer joy and magic of this framed heirloom my mother would recite the poem from memory.
These moments molded me, shaping my belief in the magic of The Swing.
I strongly believe in swings and the memories that are made on them; the first day of spring- a girl in a cotton dress soaring to the clouds, a cool autumn night- bare feet and hot tea, wrapped in a blanket leaning against the rope while you sway; a warm summer night- fireflies sprinkle the grass with stars as you sail through the evening cooling off. The Swing is joy, it’s freedom, it’s childhood and lets face it, it’s simply adorable.
So it will come as no surprise to you that as soon as I saw the yard of our little vintage home, all I could think about was a bright red swing. It would hang, entreating to be sat on, hovering above the ground in a yard decorated with flowers lovingly buoyed by a tree over a hundred years old. I mean this tree practically begged to be swung from with its perfect branches and heaps of shade. My mind was made up: I must make a swing.
Go the The Perfect Swing at My Crafty Spot for the full instructions, beautiful pictures and the full post!