Channeling Nana

 About a week or so ago I was looking at the backyard patio furniture that the last tenants "gifted" to me. As in they left it there. The landlord asked me before I moved in if I wanted her to toss it and I said no that she could leave it there. After all, I had no patio furniture because I never had a patio, or haven't had one in so many years I can't remember when I did. Now this was nothing fancy stuff. It was a green plastic table with six chairs to match. It had seen better days but not a complete loss. The chairs and table were faded from the weather and the table had a small crack in it. I was guessing from the weather too, probably from the sun. 

Since it is already spring and summer is quickly behind I decided that if I was going to go in the backyard that I would need something to sit on and the chairs would do the job for now. I needed some ideas to spruce this stuff up and I found some. I decided to spray paint the chairs, three of them, bright red and a green color for the rest.

While I was spray painting my first chair I started thinking about my Nana. I had spent many, many summers in her backyard and she always had something that she would re-purpose back there. Something she had painted, or used as a planter for her plants or simply something that she decorated from a thrift store and just wanted in the yard. Once she had an old sewing machine out there that she spray painted white. It was pretty old. The kind with the pedals back in the "olden days" as I call it. It really had no purpose other than she liked it and put it back there and we played with it sometimes. 

So, there I was many years later in this backyard painting a plastic chair a different color and I looked up at the sky for a minute and smiled. I felt Nana's spirt all around me that day. I imagined her smiling right beside me.