There's nothing so nice as hanging out with friends on a nice summer day. Plenty of food and beverages and good conversation. At camp we've six of my Weekender chairs arranged on the back deck overlooking Bonnie Eagle Pond in Standish. The party boats meander round the Pond while the jet skis rev and bolt like wild horses. It's all good. It's nice to think of those times on a cold winter's night. I'll sit in one of my chairs out in the shop and close my eyes. Soon it is summer again if only in my mind. I swear I can here the boat's wake lapping at the dock and the quiet murmur of conversations past. My chairs are little time machines.
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