Friday, April 17

foggy morning tale.

if this bench could talk, he'd say: "if only someone would come sit on me...i'd be so happy. i am but a lonely bench. my blue paint used to be shiny and new and uniform. now it is distressed and greyed, but i hear that's in these days, no? i could be shabby chic, really i can. i'm still sturdy...please, have a seat. give me a chance."

at least mister lonely bench has a nice view.

the two beaks at the end of the pier agree.

1 comment:

ana dane said...

i love that color. it's tres shabby chic.