To everything there is a season: the chairs
Once upon a time …
This chair came into my life … serendipitously.
I loved this chair and because Karl and then Bear, liked to be on Beardog Point … near the chair, I started sitting in this chair more than on the front porch.
Time passed.
The chair developed a crack in its upper back. Although it did not fail, I was concerned about imminent failure and because these chairs are only available for purchase in the summer months, I preemptively purchased a replacement.
And then there were two.
And then.
Then the chairs started to speak.
Say what you will, the chairs spoke … fairly often. I think they were old souls as they were a bit cranky mostly … what you might call curmudgeonly.
And so, more time passed.
And this last Winter … cracks in the backs and base of both chairs and both became unsafe for sitting on.
For some time, I ignored the situation and either sat gingerly or used only their arms for my coffee cup … after all, one burns more calories standing and certainly the more burning of calories the better !!!
But this Spring as the weather turned pleasant and Bear and Auggie were out by the chairs AND I wanted to be out there with them…
I kind of sort of looked at the new chairs, in new colors.
But what to do about THE Chairs. I decided to put them in the woods, in a spot near where we returned from our walks … a kind of chair retirement spot.
YES!
Now I felt ready to purchase new chairs for sitting on and I did.
The color is called “Merlot” and it fits with the colors of the woods.
I went to the original chairs and found to my surprise that they were just plastic chairs. Their soul was gone – they had passed. I know that some new folks reading this have just averted their eyes and tiptoed away to find another blog. It is ok. But I know what I know and what I perceive and the chairs magic had left so I had no difficulty disposing of the earthly remains.
The new chairs – the merlot chairs.
So far, they have not spoken but I sense that they might.
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven…
Ecclesiastes 3:1 by King Solomon
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