Across the American landscape, the tire swing stands as the ultimate repurpose. No longer able to withstand the rigors of road raging, the still very sturdy but flexible sphere becomes a vehicle of movement again, but this time in the gentle sway of back and forth from ground to sky to the laughter of children. Here’s the swing, twice.
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Dinan, France, a well preserved, walled medieval town, with ramparts, towers and a castle resembles a storybook village, full of half-timbered buildings, some dating as far back to the 13th century. We came upon his café along one of the hilly cobblestone avenues, offering an invitation to come in and sit awhile.
The Island of Skye, off the Western coast of Scotland, had an otherworldly spirit, became even more so upon discovering the Faerie Glen, just east of the town of Uig. We passed through the gate, hidden from the main road, and followed a single-track car path through conical-shaped hillocks. Sheep dotted the landscape, their soft baaing breaking the silence of the hillsides. Further down the way, a narrow stream flowed into a pond where dancing sounds of water trickled through the deep green. Ferns and foxglove covered the lower elevations, and higher up deep ridges encircled the mounds. We peeked behind rocks and into crevices created by gnarled tree roots.
If faeries ever existed, this would be the place.