Adirondack Chairs Nearby Novels & Stories

“This is amazing.” I breath in awe. My feet move automatically, weaving between the deep reclining sofas and high backed, spacious chairs. One of the chairs is so big it could easily fit 4 people on it, the curved back has holes and trays built into it. Christian laughs when I put a hand down one of hole holes to see how deep it is. “That’s for you to put your drink, so it doesn’t spill. The trays are for popcorn, sweets, nachos, French fries, burgers, whatever you fancy really. Not pizza though.” He laughs. My eyebrows knit together, why is that funny?

Cat said. Arianne leaned forward and blew a raspberry at the candle. We all laughed, and Cat puckered her lips, blowing quickly so the candle went out. "Alright, I'll get this sliced up. You guys relax around the fire," Adelle said, shooing us away from the table. I sat in one of the Adirondack chairs and Cat sat in the one right next to it. I reached over and took her hand. We had a perfect view of the sunset over the flickering flames.

In the distance, through bare-branched trees, was the waterfront, and the large amphitheater could be seen off to the left, approximately a half mile away, drawing attention as always. Nice view, James thought. They each took a seat in high-backed wooden rocking chairs around a small, square table boasting perspiring glasses of lemonade and a twine-tied envelope. Blakeney took a sip of his drink and settled back in his chair. He steepled his fingers and studied James for a moment. “So,” he finally said, “how are you getting along?” “Pretty good, I guess,” James responded, taking a drink as well. Wow, that’s good lemonade.

“Where did you get these?” “Well, I got the soda at the shop over there and I requested for the chair.” Ichabod replied. Harmony chuckled, “that is so sweet. Thank you.” She said, reaching out a hand to collect the drink from him. By so doing, their hands came in a contact and for a while she felt something go through her entire body but she immediately collected the drink and cleared her throat. What the hell was that? “There is a shade over there, is it okay sitting down there?” He asked and Harmony nodded. Together they ran towards the other side of the road which looked conducive enough for chilling. Ichabod put the chair on the ground and she sat on it.

She walked alongside Arthur but said nothing. "I'll give it my best shot. It's difficult for me to put my trust in people." They walked for a few more minutes, savouring the warmth of the evening. He came to a halt in front of a small but well-kept home. The walkway to the house was illuminated by solar lights. The shrubs were lush and green, the lawn was well-kept, and floral plants surrounded the large trees in the front yard. Plant baskets swayed gracefully on the front porch, a riotous display of colour bursting from the baskets. Two white Adirondack chairs stood on the porch, separated by a wooden table.

“I didn’t know we could go to camp. That’s why I brought you here.” When we got out, Andrew opened the trunk car door behind and released two folding chairs. “I’ll just buy some coffee.” Andrew said. “What do you want?” “Uh, anything?” Andrew stood up and said that I would sit down before I left alone. I didn’t want to sit down, but when I looked around, I was comfortable as Andrew and I were not the only ones who folded chair. There are some people who are friends and I think others are in relationships that have folding chairs while having coffee and talking about enjoying the cold cloudy as well as the quiet surroundings.

It basically shows the mansion's back garden, the wide rectangular turquoise pool and the Luxembourg mountains as its background. Auntie most willingly agreed with his suggestion. I, in the other hand, just nodded, going along with the flow. Three maids assisted us there. One prepared the finely polished teak table with classic placemats, plates and utensils, while the other two placed our tea and snacks, and Lorde's perspiring Corona. I chose to sit in a chair that faced the pool. Auntie sat on my left, while Lorde picked the seat directly opposite mine thereby blocking my view of the pool.

The scene is truly like a dream. There are white folding chairs in rows with an aisle down the middle. Lace is draped on the back of every chair with a bow on top. Tall stands with pots of flowers are on the outside of every row. It is everything I ever imagined and more. Brandon and his mate are sitting in the front row on my side which makes me so happy. They look like they are in love, and I can’t wait to meet her. I just hope we get along or we will have problems.

Summer, 2008 The Adirondacks, New York “the Dark Zone” One does not navigate through the Appalachian Mountains with ease if he does not belong there, especially in the dead of night. The glow of a single propane lantern is hardly enough to illuminate the darkness while surrounded by the great clusters of tall trees.

Here in this place we were humans. Hand in hand, we walked in silence to the little chalet that sat among the rocks on the beach. My shoes were filling up with sand, so I left them behind. I looked down at Alexis' bare feet, slightly paler than his legs. Real, this was real. A short time later, we approached the stairs to the house. The gray sun-weathered walls were exactly the same. Even the same two Adirondack chairs were on the porch. "It's exactly as I remembered…" I said softly.