From Our Department of Ready and Waiting -
New pad on an old chair.
Do not mock my impractical but beloved vintage wooden patio furniture. Mr. Sami had to reinforce the arm on thiis one with metal brackets. That usually portends the end. Spring clean-up is just around the corner and I hope to harvest a few more pieces of this for replacement parts. It gets harder every year.
Blue sky / red buds.
This is the only stage of the game when the enemy Silver Maples are not offending me with their pollen, their spinners or their airspace-blocking foliage. This is the actual chunk of sky where I look for planes heading for Newark Liberty. I wonder where I put my binoculars?
The pit of conversation.
Suitable for discussing Ike and Mamie and debating the merits of building a fallout shelter. Those were the days! When the branches leaf out, the wall of foliage is so dense as to obscure the neighbors completely. We can conduct ourselves in complete privacy. We don't have enough friends to fill these seats. Pathetic!