Random furniture sightings of late May, in Fremont. A flowery easy chair interrogates a black (faux) leather sofa with juvenile pears on it. “What are you doing here?” And, a wooden rocking chair passes out by a fire hydrant.
![A flowery easy chair interrogates a black (faux) leather sofa with juvenile pears on it. A flowery easy chair interrogates a black (faux) leather sofa with juvenile pears on it.](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivOPCtTKgioJ8KyLgHgs0vTNjEftZdyqxDfO6LFRI9OCTtYaG05NTDrC0Mj1wbHBKnTuUkRNoB_4R33uj0YuZY5wjNmcBWTm31tIBGS1ztuEcsq9khCnLIbduoGJMx0rQ6RKQF82OdHA/s400/chair+and+sofa.jpg)
![a wooden rocking chair passes out by a fire hydrant. a wooden rocking chair passes out by a fire hydrant.](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis8QIN9zDUHxJ-j7f1eMjebt8Ur03Q4GHbcAdIB3Fwvvh1T3YSCNMsQYAb-6DP2n0QQLIN5cr77_T9Emi36c0ihYVxiRZftLHcwvW4VHSHgrqPWD9Q1bXHukWM9vjZ6NAQNKKdD8M-qA/s400/rocking+chair+and+fire+hydrant.jpg)
The title of this post is a riff on the title of the song "The Waters of March", a Brazilian song composed by Antônio Carlos Jobim (1927–1994) in 1972. The song's translation in English starts: "A stick, a stone...". We imagine that as "A couch, a chair...".
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