Sunday, 1 November 2015

The garden bench;

This  garden seat was in tatters, broken, finished thrown away when former neighbours moved out a few years ago. I rescued and repaired it to a new life in my garden. 

The Garden Seat - Poem by Thomas Hardy

Its former green is blue and thin,
And its once firm legs sink in and in;
Soon it will break down unaware,
Soon it will break down unaware.

At night when reddest flowers are black
Those who once sat thereon come back;
Quite a row of them sitting there,
Quite a row of them sitting there.

With them the seat does not break down,
Nor winter freeze them, nor floods drown,
For they are as light as upper air,
They are as light as upper air! 

Poet Thomas Hardy's garden in Dorchester,

©Photo/Text Ts Titania-Everyday


  1. <3 The blue heart :-) Have a great Sunday, Titania.

  2. A great match with the Hardy poem, and well done on the restoration.

  3. You did a great job and it looks at home in your garden.