Curiously strong.....

"A throne is only a bench covered with velvet" said Napolean with elan.

That might well be true, I have no way of validating that claim, since I've never sat on a throne. But I will say this- I have a strange affinity to benches. No, I dont use the benchpress for workouts.

This is quite evident in my photographic ventures. Everytime I am out with my camera, casually taking pictures of the landscape, if ever I were to spot a lone bench in the woods, or on the beach, my fingers itch. I am not kidding. And its not about taking pictures whilst seated on this afore-mentioned bench. I just like the sight of a lone bench.






"A picture is worth a thousand words" holds true.

But if I had to put in words what the picture of a lone bench stands for me , it would be thus :
It gives me hope that I can rest my weary legs.
A well deserved break after a long day's hike.
A few moments to catch my breath and assimilate my thoughts.
A cozy spot to sit and watch time pass by.
A break to break the monotony of the day
An inviting place to watch passersby

I dont believe I could say a thousand words to match what a picture can convey, hence I take pictures.

I have lost quite a few of these precious gems due to the recent debacle of the crashing hard disk and the only pictures to prove my point are the ones I've included in this blog.

I am hopeful that there will be more to my collection and I plan to add those into this blog. Quite recently though, I did talk to my apartment management. There is this very pretty walkway around the complex that winds through the woods and a pond(a very shabby one, I must say, maybe water-collecting-body would be an apt description). Many times, as I walk through this path, imagining it to be my own private woods around my villa, I have felt the need to sit at a bench. I hence suggested to the lady at the office that they throw in a couple of metal benches(I saw some at Goodwill for a throwaway price of 20$ a piece). She gave me a glassy-eyed look and shrugged. I am guessing my suggestion wasnt too welcome. She probably wanted to tell me to take a long walk(literally!) but sheer protocol of courtsey to the residents held her back.

Never mind, when I do have my own abode, a metal bench will definitely glorify the exalted landscape.