Granny bought Elly her own swing.
She loves it. She’s a little obsessed with it.
Dan had a little trouble hanging it. First, he tried the tree, but it was too close to the trunk.
So, he moved it further down the branch. It no longer hit the trunk. The shade was lovely. Elly could swing really high. The only problem was the swing would get twisted on the ropes and I constantly had to realign it.
Yesterday, Dan hung the swing on the front porch.
It’s perfect. It’s in the sun during the morning hours, but that is only a problem 2 months out of the year.
Elly is happy so long as she has a swing she can go on every single day of her life.