Labor Day was yesterday, the last day of summer. It's been a long time since I've been on a swing, but my grandkids use them all the time. At this point in my life I'm more of a pusher than a swinger. You go forward and back and up and down. As you approach the top of the arc, the speed gradually slows down, and then at the top you actually stop moving for a second before heading down again. That's what it feels like right now, it feels like the world is suspended at the top of the arc before heading back down again. We've had a succession of sunny days, yesterday was in the 80's, but we've also had some cool nights. It's not summer, but it's not really fall yet either. Suspended.
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