A pack of benches live in the park by my house.
I caught two of them in the eye of my camera today!
One waited for someone to sit upon it. Hour after hour… all day long.
Squirrels scampered over it and birds landed on it’s wooden slats. No nuts, no bread crumbs, no popcorn left behind.
But no human sat his (or her) weary bones down on this winter’s day.
In spring time and summer, oh yes! One after another wait their turn to sit and admire the park, the sunshine, and the young men playing football or lovers kissing on a blanket in the shade.
But on days like this? No. A million times, no. 😕

The Self-Help Whisperer® 