The Bench

My bench has a new home. It is such a treasure to me that I couldn’t part with it when I moved. I bought it once-upon-a-time at Gilley’s, an antique mall, which is one of my most absolute favorite places to shop.

If you recall from previous posts, the prior setting of my bench was on my front porch. It was sort of secluded in that little front area of the house. From there though I could watch the woodpecker family on the old cherry tree near the road. Robins would nest in the white lilac bush just off the porch.

My Hercules, and now my Nyx, would lie next to the glider as I contemplated life and affectionally placed my thoughts into words and paragraphs.

I thought a lot of thoughts on this old faded bench while happily gliding away with my many thoughts, hopes, and dreams. 

So even though D has outdoor furniture he knows what this bench means to me. We agreed I could keep the bench with me although I’d need to repaint it as D does not care for the color red. My house closed on the 27th and the bench sat in the new garage until I found a perfect place for it here. 

As I walked the property, I found that perfect place on our half acre pond. It has on the south end what I call the little cove. It’s beautiful with the trees that border it. 

The view from this end of the pond is peaceful. In the west, I can see the wildflowers we planted in the spring along the fence row which is beyond the pond. The dock is on the north end and framed by the woods. The fountain is centrally located in the pond which moves the sparkling water and creates the most soothing sound.

But the cove is still and quiet. The water is a pretty teal color with deeper, richer tones from the shading of the trees. This spot inspires me and gives me peace.

I will be repainting the bench soon to protect it from the weather. And I will be painting it a shade of red. Yes, you heard me correctly. Red. D says he actually likes the color in this beautiful setting. That makes me all the happier. 

Maybe I have some sort of attachment issue as I am easily attached to things (not just people) that are part of my memories. But, I guess, if this is my greatest flaw today as I graciously move forward in this life, I’ll gladly accept it. 

♥️

Andi