Simple Story of the Red Bench

The red bench started out as a a light brown double bed. It was purchased by a young couple we knew over thirty years ago as a present to themselves for their wedding. Many years down the road when we were in need of a bed for Lenore's grandmother they heard of our need and graciously gave it to us. When Grandma died we kept it as a spare bed. Our son Jay came home from college and it was pressed into use in his bedroom. A month or so back when we were having our house painted and I went to move the bed to make room for painting. In sliding it across the floor I heard a loud crack and one corner of the bed sagged. A quick investigation revealed I had broken the frame of the bed beyond a simple repair. Not wanting to throw away the frame I decided to make it into a garden bench. I cut the bed rails up into seat length sections and screwed them down to the head and foot boards. Yesterday morning I completed the project by painting it a rich red color. Hopefully it will be in use for thirty or more years to come. Thank you Lord for these simple gifts. chris Image created with a Canon 7D and a Canon 17-85 mm lens at 30mm. AV mode, ISO 800, F 4.5 at 1/8th of a sec.