Through all the pleasant meadow-side The grass grew shoulder-high, Till the shining scythes went far and wide And cut it down to dry.
Those green and sweetly smelling crops They led the waggons home; And they piled them here in mountain tops For mountaineers to roam.
Here is Mount Clear, Mount Rusty-Nail, Mount Eagle and Mount High;– The mice that in these mountains dwell, No happier are than I!
Oh, what a joy to clamber there, Oh, what a place for play, With the sweet, the dim, the dusty air, The happy hills of hay! ~Robert Louis Stevenson “Hay Loft Poem”
The Old Hay-mow’s the place to play Fer boys, when it’s a rainy day! I good-‘eal ruther be up there Than down in town, er anywhere!When I play in our stable-loft, The good old hay’s so dry an’ soft, An’ feels so fine, an’ smells so sweet, I ‘most ferget to go an’ eat.An’ one time wunst I _did_ ferget To go ‘tel dinner was all et,– An’ they had short-cake–an’–Bud he Hogged up the piece Ma saved fer me!
Nen I won’t let him play no more In our hay-mow where I keep store An’ got hen-eggs to sell,–an’ shoo The cackle-un old hen out, too!
An’ nen, when Aunty she was here A-visitun from Rensselaer, An’ bringed my little cousin,–_he_ Can come up there an’ play with me.
But, after while–when Bud he bets ‘At I can’t turn no summersetts,– I let him come up, ef he can Ac’ ha’f-way like a gentleman! ~James Whitcomb Riley “The Old Hay-Mow Poem”
How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do!
Up in the air and over the wall, Till I can see so wide, River and trees and cattle and all Over the countryside—
Till I look down on the garden green, Down on the roof so brown— Up in the air I go flying again, Up in the air and down! ~Robert Louis Stevenson “The Swing”
This pipe swing set, made by my father 60 years ago after my birth, has moved four times. It now sits on the knoll above our barnyard, and the feeling of soaring into the air is enhanced by the slope dropping off beneath our feet. These swings have seen many swingers over the years, and my time in these seats were full of contemplation and conversation.