(last picture is of moi. taken by my sister)
Swinging. It's one of the happiest pastimes for those of us deep-thinkers, solitude-seekers. I think I enjoy it most because of the whimsical perfectness of simply letting go... releasing the tight grips of life and tossing them away into the accelerating breeze. Or it may be just the happy feeling of wind playing with my hair..
either way, it's a happy thing.