I have no idea who the child in the swing is, my father took this one before I was born. I love the shade, the color, the tone, the moment captured in time. Those wood box swings, can you imagine the scream about safety. I have simple memories of playgrounds as a child. Swings, slides, walking slowly, looking at the place and time.
Any idea who she grew up to be?
I remember those box swings. swings, slides, teeter-totters, monkey bars, spinners were in our local playground. and the material underneath all this was sand.
ReplyDeletepix perhaps from the 40s.
very late 40's or very early 50's.
DeleteSo fascinating. No clues at all who she is? And, yes, it is a beautiful photo.
ReplyDeleteA ghost unknown.
DeleteA swinger.
ReplyDeleteSorry, I had to go there.
Anything is possible.
Delete"Any idea who she grew up to be?"
ReplyDeletehttps://youtu.be/YuBeBjqKSGQ?t=29
Surprise!
Sounds painful!
DeleteI remember those swings too and I also remember time spent on playgrounds. It's funny you asked about who she grew up to be. Since I've been going through all those old slides, I've wondered similar things about the strangers I caught in some of those old photos.
ReplyDeleteI hope she grew up to be happy, to be anything she wanted to be, but from the time of the photo, her options were limited.
DeleteI think something is wrong with my mind today (just today? Shut up!). This picture looks very scary to me, like something from a horror movie, which I don't watch. Maybe it's the lighting. That being said, I will not venture a guess as to who she grew up to be. There's an ax involved.
ReplyDeleteA line from an Adams family movie "I want to grow up to be a serial killer, they look just like everyone else."
Deletelet us hope she had a meaningful marvelous life
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