Adirondack Chairs Nearby Novels & Stories

They had found their seat on one of the curved rows of reclining gray leather chairs, with purple neon strips highlighting the edges of the comfy plush seating. It outlined the chair's shape, the rectangle shape of the backrest, and the space where one can rest their drink and eat. And that same strip ran down the leg of the space where one could rest their eats and drinks on. The space between rows is about thirty-five inches. A tall person can be comfortable. Zayne, being led by Aubrianne, had looked around in amazement but was brought back to the present when they sat in complete oneness. Aubrianne had simply stepped aside, letting him sit, and she quickly sat with her back to him as he r

When I tell them what I am ordering the pizzas for I can tell that they are hesitant to feed the witches but at the gentle reminder that I am here as well they decide that they can get the pizzas here rather quickly. I chuckle as I begin to study some of the lakes once again. One is this gorgeous teal color with a small waterfull built out of stone on one side and even some boulders and random points around the lake that can be used as seats. There are actual lounge chairs that are added in areas as well as some picnic tables and even a hidden cave in the falls. Not too surprisingly, the witch that was caught sneaking out last night is on this team and manages to blush when I look at her wit

From then on, it became our spot; our own little dominion right near the edge of our pack’s territory. At first, we were selective about who we invited out to the pit, but nowadays everyone knows about it, and we don’t really care who shows up as long as they don’t take our seats. Mine’s a big Adirondack chair with my name carved into the arm. As soon as we came out here tonight, I slumped down into it, and I haven’t moved since. I sat here and watched Alec and Dare argue over log placement and kindling for a good twenty minutes before lighting the damn fire, and an hour later, I’m still slouched back in my chair, watching the orange and blue flames lick the timbers and curl toward the sky.

Keal’s arm came around my waist instantly, steady and warm, his presence anchoring me as we were led deeper into the canopy. I barely noticed where I was stepping. My eyes were too busy trying to take everything in. And then I saw them. The chairs. Set at the front. Waiting for us. They weren’t just chairs. They were… something more. Beautifully crafted, cushioned, and adorned with soft layers of flowing fabric in ivory and pale green, with delicate gold accents woven through them. They looked regal without being overwhelming, elegant in a way that made my chest tighten all over again. As we approached, something shifted in the air.

With her hand in his, they went out to the backyard. The front was very Victorian. The back was very modern. Karan had strung fairy lights in the trees. Large Edison bulbs hung on strands illuminating the yard in a soft glow. Cookie had promised to make patio furniture. Karan fell in love with an Adirondack set of chairs and tables at today’s market.

The sky above was deep and clear, scattered with more stars than Crescent Harbour usually allowed you to see, as if the Whitmore estate existed in a pocket of the city where light pollution had been politely asked to step aside. And in the centre of the terrace, positioned to face the open sky, was a love seat. A double-width cushioned chair with two sitting spaces and a small table beside it, on which someone had arranged two wine glasses, a corkscrew, and a folded linen napkin. I turned to Adrian. He had the decency to be embarrassed because there was no way he could explain himself out of this one. And I could see he was trying to decide between owning it and denying it.

She giggled and said, "WOW, this is so wild." Spike and snake sat on the side rails of the pickup on the way out to the pond. Once we arrived, Becky and I spread out the blankets while Brad brought the chairs out of his truck and sat them up. Then we went back to the truck and grabbed their cooler and brought it over and sat it on the edge of the blankets to help hold them down.

Today signified the beginning of my new hell. Staring at the cottage through the silvery sheen of the dawn, I took heavy breaths. There was a wide-open yard with a fully grown peach tree on the left and an apple tree on the right. Further to the right is a large oak tree with two outdoor Adirondack chairs for sitting.

Andras I stand under the archway that Zeke and Jeremy just finished constructing. It is a large, wooden square frame. But now Liam and his children are wrapping it in lights, ribbons and flowers. Everyone is working so hard to make Bronwen's- well, our day We have the older cousins moving chairs from inside the event hall to out here by the river. The little cousins are going through and putting bows on the chairs and a little white box in each seat.

Granted, there were a couple times he found he was glad to have them on hand, so he quietly obeyed. Along with the suitcase and duffel, Tony had cleaned up Dillon's beach grill, gotten a full propane tank along with the mostly full one they had already, and dusted off his footed cutting board. He put everything in a large and thick, but shallow, cardboard box. It was the perfect box for Dillon to set the cutting board in to catch scraps and keep sand out of things. Tony also planned to surprise Dillon with a couple of new chairs he had gotten. They were really nice and were not cheap. He had originally seen them at Home Depot, where they had one unfolded for people to try out. They were fold