These chairs are just waiting for people to come sit in them. Look at the one on the left--it's so bored it's lying back, drowsing in the sun. The hedge behind them is protecting them from the sharp wind that's chopping up the water out there. Huddled down in the lee, the chairs are warm, cozy even, in the early spring sun. But they're hungry for summer's gossip and lazy patterns of use. Thirsty for the sunscreen and sweat they'll drink up off of peoples' skin as they bake, sitting up or lying back, facing east or belly down, hot, hot, hot.
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