At the end of my street, on the downhill slope of an undeveloped property, a wicker chair sits in the middle of a grassy field.
It used to sit beneath the branches of an oak tree on the property, but after workers did the spring brush clearance, they moved it out into the open field.
Here it is. Have a seat. Enjoy the sunshine. Watch the birds.
7 comments:
I can see a picnic blanket and picnic, good friends and my knitting accompanying me to that chair.
Sounds lovely! Can I bring a book?
Give 'em the chair!
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Add a glass of lemonade, and I'm there!
So random, so fun!
...and what a surprise treat that random tree is...inviting anyone to just sit down and soak life in! Great TP post!
The chair looks lonely without someone on it or someone sitting at its feet.
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