A leftover from times long gone, this lonely swing set is slowly eaten by the elements.
Mike's Look at Life
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A leftover from times long gone, this lonely swing set is slowly eaten by the elements.
Mike's Look at Life 
Wonderful photo, Mike. As a Led Zeppelin fan, I love the title.
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Thanks Jet. I did not know my title was associated with Led Zeppelin, although now it rings a heavy balloon like bell.
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Did it happen when the “children of the corn” fields turned to soy bean? 🙂
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Yes, that is quite a backyard isn’t it.
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I can feel the breeze from the swing, the smiles on my face and my legs pumping for the blue sky. Nice photo.
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Thank you and good morning.
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What an evocative title for the swing set scene!! It does look a bit forlorn out there in the weeds abandoned as it is. But, the echoes are real.
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Aye, the echoes are real. Thanks Judy.
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That looks like the swing set I grew up with. That thing toppled over when we got too wild on it!! I love this title, Mike and the image brought back some good memories.
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I too shall topple over, but not yet. Thanks, eh.
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Reblogged this on Derek Knight Photography.
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Who needs swings? Now we have video games and virtual reality and obesity!
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And a generation that walks into traffic with their heads buried in their phones.
Obesity, indeed.
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I recall those childhood days of fun and laughter very fondly.
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I do not, but I am glad you do, Michael.
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I feel the echoes and also recalled these swings – nowadays we have play towers and mini adventure parks at home – 😉
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Feeling those echoes is very nice. So too is your comment, thank you.
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👍🏼
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Poignant photo
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Poignant is one of my favorite words. Thank you.
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I played on a swing like this as a kid,
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I played on heavy industrial swings in the city parks in Brooklyn. The same ones are probably still there.
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Nice shot. Excellent title.
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Thank you Rob.
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Swings will stay,children like it always.
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Absolutely, Marylou.
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Yes… I hear those echoes loud and clear! I used to hang by my legs from the top bar!
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From the top bar? Animal!
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A poignant symbol of good times past Mike. A picture with a story to tell. Great stuff.
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Thanks Adrian.
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That’s a great photo Mike – very poignant too 🙂
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Thanks Jimmy. No heather or magic stones under that swing set.
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such a splendid photo, the “faded” color is just perfect as is the composition, just the sliver of sky above, the top bar running along the top of the trees in the background, brings a certain heaviness to fading memory.
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You have a keen eye and I appreciate this comment very much indeed. Thank you.
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