I was young once. (Our hero, age 5, above)
Our deck was young once too. But by the time we arrived upon the scene, the deck was a robust 25 years old. In spite of its vintage, it had many roles yet to play, many seasons to endure, and many lazy afternoons filled with flora and fauna.
The afternoons it doubled as a luxurious spa.

There was no better venue for yoga, than our deck.


But we were not the only ones who enjoyed the deck. There were costume parties!

The deck was the preferred location for lazy afternoons.

A month after the photo below was taken, an enormous hole appeared directly beneath Arya. A certain human fell through the hole as said human was refilling a bird feeder. It was at this juncture, that the family began to discuss surgery or other remedies for our dear deck.

But it would be many seasons before a plan hatched. Our deck may have been riven with holes, bouncy in places and soggy in others, but it was ours and we loved it dearly. To be continued…

So many memories on that deck! The chairs were awful though.
Awful! However, the gray chairs warm themselves to perfect monkey bum warming temperature. So rest assured, those chairs stay. STAY I tell you!