I still like the old summer deck chair, you know the one with the wooden frame and the canvas for the body support, the one that folded flat when you weren’t using it. Ours was a green, black and white striped canvas. I also remembered to keep my fingers clear of where the wood crossed at the join. I have good memories on the back lawn, running my fingers through the grass as I close my eyes and feel the heat of the sun through my eye lids. Summer days of bliss.
Pull up a chair