Wooden Seats
A service under a bright sun could only improve the product for me. Now if you're looking for a non-denominational chapel among the pines, with ocean breezes wafting nearby for a summer wedding, you could do a lot worse then these warm, wooden pews. Of course, if the worship approached the sixty minute mark, my butt would be paying a high price. Hopefully there would be a lot of up and down. It's always a good thing to be able to 'exercise' a bit during a long service. Even in this warm sun, I'd need something more than 'words of wisdom' to occupy my idle moments.
Let us pray... for me.
Funny narrative, I like the way you play with our imagination, I mean...I saw everything, every moment, every up and down during the service! :)
ReplyDeleteNow you need to find a tree with delicious fresh shadow, surrounded by green grass and take a good nap there!You need to rest!
Hugs
Léia
I feel for you brother. The older I get the harder the seats get also.
ReplyDeleteYep, I'd need the up-and-down, too. xx
ReplyDeleteThe up and down is important, also so I don't nod off.
ReplyDeleteI'm thinking "splinters".
ReplyDeletei'd be squirming a lot.
ReplyDeleteThese "pews" don't look the least bit enticing to me. At my age, comfort comes before almost all other considerations! :)
ReplyDeleteI'd rather sit under a tree for the service!
ReplyDeleteYou have my sympathy :-)
ReplyDeleteAnd for brevity, the soul of wit.
ReplyDeleteNice composition.
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