A Tire Swing Story is a bite-sized "imagining" inspired by an object I discover while wandering. It could be a curbside trash gem or a message sprayed on a wall. A lost mitten, or an antique store find. Anything goes. I photograph the object and post them together, the story and its inspiration. There will be a new story every Monday and Wednesday. On Fridays, I'll discuss writing, life, love, and coffee. (In no particular order and maybe all at once.)

Monday, May 23, 2011

Hi guys, it's Britt. 
Okay, so here's the deal: I got up this morning at 5 am and traveled to the airport for my 7 am flight from Toronto to Phoenix. I'm going to be in Tucson, Arizona visiting my family for the next week. I thought that I'd work on my Monday story throughout the day today and then post it when I arrived. 
But the universe had other plans. 

A delayed flight. A blown-out tire on the way from Phoenix to Tucson. A little sister who had a softball double-header tonight that I needed to attend. The warm Arizona night air. My jet lagged brain. 
All of these factors are contributing to why I don't yet have a Monday post. 
I have decided to forgo the guilt and the apologies and just shrug my shoulders. Sometimes life just happens. 
It'll be a Tuesday story this week. And I'm hoping it'll be a doozey. 
Love to you, story makers. 


  1. It's amazing how you can make a hellish day sound so romantic! I love you!