tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post1717824249647809276..comments2024-02-01T00:22:20.198-08:00Comments on Through My Eyes: What Lives on Swings?Tabitha Birdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08196816108272065974noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-30563770753015666572009-11-12T20:35:12.221-08:002009-11-12T20:35:12.221-08:00Tabitha, your writing is exquisite. I feel so conn...Tabitha, your writing is exquisite. I feel so connected. Thought it was only fitting I comment since I am a girl on a swing. And a mum, and a writer and a Kindergarten teacher. Did I read some where that you're a teacher too?girl on a swinghttp://www.girlonaswing.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-38830680148986391282009-10-22T12:51:57.387-07:002009-10-22T12:51:57.387-07:00Oh how I love this post! I was completely swing-o...Oh how I love this post! I was completely swing-obsessed as a child . . . and I love how you connect it to writing.Inkslingerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10525674673162053186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-23655598823983707462009-10-22T03:30:06.664-07:002009-10-22T03:30:06.664-07:00Thank you all for the comments. Sorry I have not b...Thank you all for the comments. Sorry I have not been here to check. It was lovely coming home from boxing tonight to read all your feedback. Please forgive my slackness on your blogs... I will be back to commenting post haste :))Tabitha Birdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08196816108272065974noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-49173791761718499472009-10-21T19:01:43.888-07:002009-10-21T19:01:43.888-07:00My writing space says I'm a mommy. I have my ...My writing space says I'm a mommy. I have my laptop on a tv tray next to the couch in my living room, which is strewn with my son's toys most days.Roni Lorenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02719679344024635326noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-85070940675942277442009-10-21T18:24:31.542-07:002009-10-21T18:24:31.542-07:00I LOVE the swings! I played on them just the other...I LOVE the swings! I played on them just the other day. I still like to jump off too. :)<br /><br />I write everywhere. At my desk, on my bed, on the floor, in the kitchen. That's the advantage of a laptop. :)Katie Gansherthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09150375338556869812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-73363535910132173272009-10-21T16:45:59.283-07:002009-10-21T16:45:59.283-07:00The swing on the big oak tree! ohh the memories! T...The swing on the big oak tree! ohh the memories! Thanks Tabitha... you had to go there, Carefree was many years ago. :)<br />My desk is nothing spectacular right now... in the process of getting a new one. Just haven't found THE one yet. Nice post!Ellie Kingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14711249217634726986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-53366017252775236302009-10-21T16:25:28.418-07:002009-10-21T16:25:28.418-07:00Memories live on swings. :0)
Right now I write in...Memories live on swings. :0)<br /><br />Right now I write in the floor on my room. But I hope to have a writing corner, nook, or room one day in the future. That's a HUGE dream of mine!Kristen Torres-Torohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15903038121623389560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-19530559259241027322009-10-21T15:50:07.383-07:002009-10-21T15:50:07.383-07:00Great post brought back great memories. So much im...Great post brought back great memories. So much imagination and creativity occured when I was swinging to the clouds. It never seemed like work. That is why I loved yhour swing to desk analogy. Well written, Tabitha.Ava Walker Jenkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12968305681481056689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-83656216764377728832009-10-21T15:09:33.691-07:002009-10-21T15:09:33.691-07:00My friend and I used to love swings too. Indeed, ...My friend and I used to love swings too. Indeed, I think Superman came by some afternoons.<br /><br />I write mostly on the train. I try to catch pieces of the world as they pass by.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-31445909547710272202009-10-21T13:58:43.303-07:002009-10-21T13:58:43.303-07:00As an adult, I still have swings - we have a swing...As an adult, I still have swings - we have a swing on our back deck and we have a hammock out front.<br /><br />Sometimes what I do at my desk is fun like a swing. Sometimes it's work.<br /><br />Helen<br /><a href="http://straightfromhel.blogspot.com" rel="nofollow">Straight From Hel</a>Helen Gingerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09794759602654727110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-49498940511712710232009-10-21T13:23:43.650-07:002009-10-21T13:23:43.650-07:00I love the way you think! I usually write on my be...I love the way you think! I usually write on my bed, with my curtains drawn so I can see outside.<br /><br />Anytime I think about swings, I think about that episode of Friends where Rachel is terrified of swings and getting her hair caught in one. I think I like your version better :)Sarah Wyliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13576639307836794270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-83317961963455165022009-10-21T12:58:16.252-07:002009-10-21T12:58:16.252-07:00Haven't been on a swing in years and quite fra...Haven't been on a swing in years and quite frankly the darn thing would probably fall to the ground with my big bum on it! However, this was a most interesting post and I was intrigued by your mental illustrations then comparing them to your writing area. Yeah, I guess this is our adult swing. Our playground for imagination so to speak.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-31288561194317000102009-10-21T11:48:03.382-07:002009-10-21T11:48:03.382-07:00I've been seeing your blue butterfly popping u...I've been seeing your blue butterfly popping up all around so I though I'd come and say "hi"...hi love your blog, please stop by sometime.<br /><br />much loveStacey J. Warnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08059617724860253448noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-9411867624519244112009-10-21T11:00:46.109-07:002009-10-21T11:00:46.109-07:00What a wonderful post. Funny you should write abou...What a wonderful post. Funny you should write about swings. Around here, they're removing them from playgrounds, deeming them too dangerous. Can you believe that? I just found this out. We took my grandson to the playground and I was lamenting about how there were no swings, (his favorite naturally), and a lady said, "Of course they don't have swings, they're too dangerous!" Then she proceeded to tell me that most new playgrounds won't have them. Pretty soon, kids won't have ice cream cones to eat (too fattening), or bikes (they could fall) and we probably should ban them from even being near any bodies of water. Okay, I'll shut up now.Elizabeth Bradleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03150221675618198674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-34257704340166717512009-10-21T10:18:01.083-07:002009-10-21T10:18:01.083-07:00What a beautiful analogy! I need to remember that ...What a beautiful analogy! I need to remember that my writing desk is my playground, to swing, slide, dig, climb, and explore.Erica Vetschhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08772984806574666959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-51189674715408584622009-10-21T09:44:09.544-07:002009-10-21T09:44:09.544-07:00Lovely writing, powerful analogy - as always. Swin...Lovely writing, powerful analogy - as always. Swinging for me is flying, which is exactly what writing feels like when I'm in that zone.Deb Shuckahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03439395710731341021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-28616847210972563942009-10-21T09:27:34.626-07:002009-10-21T09:27:34.626-07:00I haven't really been able to swing since my s...I haven't really been able to swing since my second pregnancy 20 years ago! I get sick to my stomach. Can you believe it? What a travesty. Pregnancy took more than my breasts. Can't eat soda crackers anymore either.Wine and Wordshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06778785233226804217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-76631682420352234022009-10-21T09:06:22.449-07:002009-10-21T09:06:22.449-07:00I write where I can. No place special. Lately no...I write where I can. No place special. Lately none at all, I'm in that just finished and need to wait to revise again mode.<br /><br />Swings. Loved them. After I had kids they made me sea sick. It is one of the saddest things.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556206184198452490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-88795765336977653042009-10-21T08:03:28.429-07:002009-10-21T08:03:28.429-07:00Yep, I have a desk in the corner, but fun stuff ha...Yep, I have a desk in the corner, but fun stuff happens here. I love the swing analogy.Nataliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00861022355718378425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-78562057572051276112009-10-21T06:59:56.851-07:002009-10-21T06:59:56.851-07:00Right now my desk is a disaster. I'm not sure...Right now my desk is a disaster. I'm not sure what that says about my writing, but it's telling me that I need to spend a little time getting organized.Susan R. Millshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09578747592345750650noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-57111068917163305302009-10-21T06:47:18.428-07:002009-10-21T06:47:18.428-07:00I love to swing, as well! What a wonderful feeling...I love to swing, as well! What a wonderful feeling to fly and be free like a child. What a great image that put in my head.<br /><br />Thanks, Tabitha, for leaving such an awesome comment on my blog this morning. It really got me thinking deeper about the subject!Heather Sunserihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12552506888985553471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-78642808969792875362009-10-21T06:47:12.302-07:002009-10-21T06:47:12.302-07:00How fitting, I write in our playroom. I love the c...How fitting, I write in our playroom. I love the connection between writing being like swinging for the mind. I still enjoy physically swinging as well. Our playset is for 12 and under, but I sit my over 12-year-old self down and have a go from time to time.<br />~ WendyWendy Paine Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15136235074351188350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-67481952379757392502009-10-21T06:05:32.588-07:002009-10-21T06:05:32.588-07:00So true. I was hanging out on the playground with ...So true. I was hanging out on the playground with my boyfriend's daughter not long ago and it amazed me how quickly I grew sick on the swing. I could handle it for hours as a kid! And then we got on the seesaw. HORRIBLE. My thighs were dying within 10 minutes. Of course, she weighs 70 pounds and I weigh...well, we won't say how much. So I was having to do a whole lot of work to get her to the ground.Stephanie Farishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10461865229341760836noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-78882697020878437202009-10-21T05:32:24.383-07:002009-10-21T05:32:24.383-07:00Tabitha, I was just swinging last night. My three ...Tabitha, I was just swinging last night. My three year old, perched in my lap, our legs both swaying to and fro. Our heads anchored back to watch the black birds circling through the clouds.<br /><br />It was the most fun. <br /><br />I hadn't thought of my writing desk as a swing, but I love the idea.Tamika:https://www.blogger.com/profile/04874834971492028558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821039846301805207.post-13679166160465421142009-10-21T05:29:46.971-07:002009-10-21T05:29:46.971-07:00Wow, that brought back memories. My neighbour ofte...Wow, that brought back memories. My neighbour often swings with her son, but I have swings in my backyard too, but they never seem to get used anymore. Sad!<br /><br />I write wherever lately, so I guess I am kind of like a swing in the movement area.Eileen Astels Watsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11098531184044931737noreply@blogger.com