Promise: no more chairs

Rural idyll

OK. No more chairs. But I could not resist this picture.

This is a friend's garden and the chair I made for her almost painted. She lives up a vertical hill just at the point when your legs are screaming to get you to stop cycling and go lie down.

Apart from the newspaper, this could be a calendar picture to herald autumn, right ?

Not only does she like to gaze over endless fields while basking, but she also sits outside at night star-peeping.

As she is one of the most energetic people I know, and insatiably interested in almost everything, it's only a wispy maybe that she will spend much time in the chair.

Ho hum.

Aaahhhhhh !