The Hammock

A castaway found a crate of SPAM that washed up on shore of his deserted island.

He built an ad-hoc mock-ham-hock-block hammock.

What's with this rain? In the words of Dory, just keep swinging.

A quick poem by James Wright about a :

Lying in a Hammock at William Duffy’s Farm in Pine Island, Minnesota

Over my head, I see the bronze butterfly,
Asleep on the black trunk,
Blowing like a leaf in green shadow.
Down the ravine behind the empty house,
The cowbells follow one another
Into the distances of the afternoon.
To my right,
In a field of sunlight between two pines,
The droppings of last year’s horses
Blaze up into golden stones.
I lean back, as the evening darkens and comes on.
A chicken hawk floats over, looking for home.
I have wasted my life.

So I'm kind of wishin' I was a hot tub hammock. http://www.boredpanda.com/hydro-hammock-hot-tub-bath-portable-benjamin-frederick/

This Hot Tub Hammock Just Might Be The Most Relaxing Thing Ever The Hydro Hammock, a versatile hot tub-hammock combo, just might be the most relaxing new invention we've ever seen. Proud inventor Benjamin H. Frederick even created a portable heating system that will heat whatever water you use in your Hydro Hammock, be it lake, river or sea water.

Well everyone,

Its summertime again, and I've been mighty lonely. I truly do wish someone would come swing in me again.

Wishin' I was swingin

I been swingin.