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Dream swing bites the dust
At last! We were ready for the finishing touch on our brand-new log cabin, “Dream Spirit,” in the North Carolina mountains: a cozy porch swing. As we assembled drill, eyebolts, chain and ladder to hang the swing, we fantasized about lazy afternoons gently swaying in a cloud of pillows. We’d read, doze, dream and watch for deer, wild turkeys, bobcats and maybe even black bears. Our faithful neighbors, Reene Ann and Pat, were on hand to help. Soon the swing dangled proudly from the porch rafters and it was time to try it out. Marcia and Reene seated themselves ceremoniously and shoved off. Blam! Reene’s side of the swing crashed to the porch floor, simultaneously ripping a board off of the ceiling. I ran for the camera. The bolts, we later discovered, had not been centered properly in the ceiling’s two-by-fours. Luckily, Reene has a sense of humor as well as a little padding and was not hurt. We’ll all be telling the tale and showing the photo for years to come. Sue Spirit |
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