A swing

First day on the Isle of Arran. Its been a long time since I was last here on a family holiday 35 years ago. That's frightening, how can it be simply so long? I still want to be child-like and don't feel part of me - hopes part of me - will never grow up Interesting then to suddenly notice, as we drove round the island today, so many children's swings!! I think I must have seen at least five at various intervals on the journey. Always two swings, sitting ready and waiting by the edge of the sea for a child or adult to take the time to simple swing: the glorious freedom of carefree abandonment and rest for the soul.