Dear Hammock,

You are my favorite village weekend activity! Sleeping in the hammock. Reading in the hammock. Playing with Sawyer in the hammock. Sleeping in the hammmock... You're pretty great.

At least, that's the letter I would have written to you about 3 hours ago. But now it's a little more something like this:

WTF, HAMMOCK?! YOU ALMOST KILLED ME! Ok, that might be a bit of an exaggeration. But I did NOT enjoy our session today. I bet the neighbors thought it was pretty funny when the ropes snapped and I fell 4 feet straight to the ground. I don't know how to spell the sound I made when my back hit the dirt. Maybe something like this?: OHHFFF! Just a guess.

We're going to have to slowly rebuild our trust,
r