In my top-three earliest of memories is making a swing with my father. I couldn’t have been four years old, but it was an afternoon activity that involved our cutting wood together and unraveling rope. I so remember that I didn’t know what we were doing, but that it was going to be a surprise — a surprise for me! You can image this farm girl’s delight at the opportunity to soar within the canopy of our old avocado grove. Oh, how I loved that swing! It probably is the reason the first story I knew completely by heart was not from the Bible, but Robert Louis Stevenson’s poem: “How do you like to go up the air, up in the air so blue, oh I do think it’s the pleasantest thing ever a child could do. Up in the air and over the wall ‘til I see so far and wide, rivers and trees and cattle and all over the countryside.” Many decades later and far from our tropical farm, my father retired to an enchanting beach house on the Gulf Coast in north Florida. The first time I visited him in his new digs, I cherished the fact that he remembered what makes a house “my home.” “Thank you Daddy.”
Small: 13.625” x 9” – $140.00 | Medium: 40.875” x 27” – $310.00 | Large: 54.5” x 36” – $545.00