Or… maybe this…
Or… maybe I should just clean up the yard and put all the crap I threw off the deck yesterday back on the deck and put it all together again in the mis-matched no-one-uses-the-damn-table, the umbrella-has-mold-on-it, the tube lights have all burnt out and the paint is chipping off the chairs… but when it’s dark and the little umbrella lights are lit it’s cosy and comfy and above all else I remind myself I have a deck…
and little birds come to the feeders.
I just wish they knew how to pour drinks.