Tire swings and summer go together like peanut butter and jelly. I remember as a kid playing on tire swing and spinning until I was sick, then we would lay in the grass and watch the clouds float by overhead.
We went to a friend’s house for a barbecue and a good excuse to visit. We are now at the age when barbecues are filled with the sounds of children playing, laughing, and sometimes crying. There was a tire swing, regular swing, trampoline and even a tight rope. As the sun sank low on the mountainous horizon, the kids at the barbecue were enjoying the last few rays before dinner.
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Until next time,