Happy Bench Monday! I made it! I couldn't last week... almost didn't today. In the setting sun of the barn's backyard, I jumped on a bench with my mother's parasol and one of her vintage sarongs.
The elderly couple next door were peeking through their window. Again. They were watching the last time, too! I wonder what they think of those crazy barn women... always taking pictures of themselves standing on something!? If they would only look through the growing flickr pool, they'd see that hundreds of people, children (and even chickens) all over the world are now jumping on benches every Monday. Maybe then those mystified neighbors would understand. Maybe not.