I cannot help but wonder and feel my heart tingle with a little ache, when I see abandoned beauty going to waste, decaying, cycling back into nature slowly. Just like this vintage rattan chair I spotted on the roadside the other day. (Remember my Abandoned post from a while back?)
This still life greeted me quietly when I turned a corner not far from my apartment, while heading home from checking out the local fleas and second hand shops. I tell you, this lonely chair would have been the best thing I saw that day, if it was still how it was before.
I leave some headroom for you to ponder too instead of venting my chain of thoughts about it... The only thing I'll add is that this chair must have been MAGNIFICENT when it was still looked after, don't you reckon?