the swing

This is just one of those pictures that I found in a box. I have no idea when it was taken (I'd guess in the mid to late 70s) or what was going on, but my mom's in the porch swing. That is one of the things I remember most fondly of my childhood. My grandparents had this huge balcony at their house and this swing outside on it. My sister, Charla, and I would spend hours on this swing. We'd twist it around and around and then let go and laugh as we spun around.