Nostalgia

On our recent trip back to Ipoh, we visited my aunt again.  This time she has a swing in her porch.  I was surprised to see it and was even more surprise when she told me that the swing was from her old house.  It is the same one that I used to play on when I was a child.  I frequented her home a few times a week and spent many wonderful hours on this swing with my sisters and my cousins.   So much sweet memories.  It used to be in silver and  the people who rented my aunt’s house painted it grey.  Ashley loves the swing and only dared to come out of the house when my aunt’s dog was tied up.  After taking this photo, she asked me to push her from behind 🙂