I often lay on that bench looking up into the tree, past the trunk and up into the branches. It was particularly fine at night with the stars above the tree. ~Georgia O’Keeffe
As I’ve said about a kajillion times…
Come, sit.
Look. I’m a weirdo. I feel things soooo deeply… and yeah, I kinda/sorta give emotion to inanimate objects. So, sue me.
Ahem.
I’m a sucker for a beautiful bench… especially an empty one! And if it’s overlooking water? Oh! Even better!
Any ol’ material will do… even a tree trunk and cinder blocks. 🙂
Sometimes, they look lonely… don’t they? Like they have a personality all their own. They almost break my heart.
And sometimes, they beckon you to stay awhile. If you find one in the shade… better nab it!
They’re sturdy little guys… and they keep on waiting for you in all seasons!
So, here you have a few of my favorite benches. I can’t imagine I’ll stop taking photos when I find them… so you’ll probably see them here and there throughout my blog.
If you should see me out-and-about… and I’m on a bench… come, join me.
Truly, the bench is a boon to idlers. Whoever first came up with the idea is a genius: free public resting places where you can take time out from the bustle and brouhaha of the city, and simply sit and watch and reflect. – Tom Hodgkinson
And dreamers. He forgot to mention dreamers.
The Self-Help Whisperer® 