Remember all those rocking chairs I got from my mom's house?
And how I thought I'd reached my limit?
I didn't inherit any rockers from my dad
(there was one, but I resisted).
But I could not resist these beautiful oak dining chairs,
even though I have no place at all to put them.
The fourth chair is hiding in the background there
because we took the top of it apart.
It was missing a back slat and
I found a place online that would make a replacement,
if you send them a sample.
So I am waiting for Woodchairparts.com
to come through with the replacement.
And then I will squeeze them in somewhere.
I think Homer would enjoy sitting on them,
with a little padding so he won't skid.
They have nice broad seats for a full-bodied fellow.