Swinger

Dear Lotus Bud,

I haven't managed to write my monthly letters to you. I've missed four months, I think. So perhaps I'll try a different format.

I should offer another apology. I'm so, so sorry that I hadn't taken you to the parks in our neighborhood. Well, actually, I took you to the parks, only I didn't introduce you to the true joy of the park.

You had your first taste of a swing. A swing in the bright sunshine of a late Spring day.

You were skeptical at first.



You looked at me like I was fool.



But I just knew you would like it...eventually.



I was ready with my camera to catch that first smile.



After that, you needed to inspect the situation a little more.



You looked very closely at every aspect of this swing.



Finally, the situation met your approval.



And then the true fun began!



We haven't missed a day since!