It’s an effective illusion when summer seems endless at the beginning of June. You believe it’ll stretch on and on in long and languid days. Oh, but it goes by as quickly as a sunset!
I intended to restore this teak table long ago, before the start of BBQ season. But here it is, July, and I’m only now tackling this Herculean task.
Water, soap, and a brush. With each board, making short work out of long. Fingers stained dark with teak oil.
In the end, the miracle of second chances.