The Swing Behind My House

The swing behind my house is behind my house and there are rows of fruit trees. At the end of the line there is a small open plan building with a swing in the inside. When sitting on a swing, I can see the top of the ridge where my family lives. When I sat there, looking far away I looked down at the row of trees and I noticed that this place is mine. This is very important to me. Because it is related to many memories, gives a lonely place and gives you a chance outside of nature.

When I was a child, I swing every day in the backyard swing. I will sit there for several hours, but do not be careful in this world, just sing and shake back and forth. With that swing, I feel uncomfortable. Like a flying bird, my only concern is the sky beauty and all the adjacent minutes. In the mild movement of the waves, I overcame the calm feeling. We awoke one day and discovered that the swing no longer exists. Our backyard has been rebuilt and the ground that once supported our young people has been exceeded. We are looking for a swing again, aspiring to find similarities in this peace. We hope to find it as a product of our lives and careers every day.

The swing behind my house is behind my house and there are rows of fruit trees. At the end of the line there is a small open plan building with a swing in the inside. When sitting on a swing, I can see the top of the ridge where my family lives. When I sat there, looking far away I looked down at the row of trees and I noticed that this place is mine. - The sun is shining, tall, and perfect trees shadow his delicate skin. When I looked at the eyes of an attractive prince, the horse ran slowly and smoothly. Over the years, my family has followed the tradition of going to a steam cabin at least every other week. I sit with Grammy and Granpi every five minutes and asked "I am still there."

There is a magical place in my garden. This is the swing at the end of the stream. It lives completely over part of the land and can see the ripple of water as it slows down the dark sliding into the forest behind our house. It is here that a story was shared and a new story was born. Once winter snow has disappeared, calculate the number of days to go back to Middle Earth or Hilltop Farm. We are always ready to travel to the river with Mol and Latti, and hundred acres of trees are also a fun destination. If warm weather permitted, I ran to Story Swing and read aloud.