E Swinging (again)

In following the tradition of Clare we return again to E Friday, where I post photos of my darling granddaughter E, because VG really likes to look at these pics.

E and mom came down from Portland a few days ago to visit for Grammy’s birthday. It’s a little cool here now, but warmer than back home, so the first thing E did was take off her shoes (it’s OK to go barefoot at Grammy’s) and run outside to hang out on the swing. We now have two swings, one with two ropes that she likes being pushed in, and a yellow one on one rope that she can handle herself. Since she was first one out, she hit the yellow one:


Of course, we just wrap the rope around a branch on the peach tree, and it’s easy to adjust up or down. The current best spot seems to be about eight inches off the grass, where it’s easy to sit on, walk backwards and let go.


And when you’re really moving all you have to do is hang on, lean back, and let your hair touch the grass.


But yes, it is pleasant to just sit on the green swing and let Granddad do all the work.


Plus you can go a lot higher with somebody pushing. (see DA, I do post photos of myself sometimes)