Let me tell ya, I am not keen on the burgeoning I-heart-trampolines trend. Lordy, lordy I am almost forty and that is just not copacetic yard candy in my guideline manual. I didn’t have a backyard “playstation” growing up. I used my imagination, loitered at other peoples’ swing sets and spent hours exploring the underdeveloped suburban back roads of Jersey (exotic stuff!). Now, what I do think is a great treat I wish I had, is a killer hammock. I’d be happy swaying for days in the Fatboy Headdemock. The colors are fun! Due to my desert lust I’d go with Sand. Do you like? $400 at designpublic.com — Allison R.