Saturday, September 28, 2013

The Swing

How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh I do think it the pleasantest thing,
Ever a child can do.


Life here in Eibelstadt has consisted of a lot of playground visits. Oh, I guess I already mentioned this. Anyway, I decided to memorize "The Swing", by Robert Lewis Stevenson, and it's been fun to recite as much as I can remember, when pushing Natasha.


Our time in Eibelstadt is coming to an end. Tomorrow is the last full day here, and I suppose I'll have to begin packing. Ho hum.

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