This is one of the corners of my office/study/sanctuary and where I now blog. The dogs claimed that window as their prime "checking out what is going on in the street" spot. At first I had one old dinning chair set there but it was a bit cramped for two dogs when they both got up there together so I brought in another chair and set them facing each other. I knew those chairs could not stay there forever so I went searching for a bench and tripped over this one in the store. Perfect, a lovely bench for the dogs to watch the world from and a place for me to stretch out and read when the dogs are not using it.
The secretary came from my husband's aunt and I had always planned to use it as a desk for my computer but I knew I had to find a chair for it. Days after we move here I went into town and found a second-hand store crammed full of stuff piled on top of other stuff. I wandered around trying to take it all in when I noticed a wooden kitchen chair almost hidden under a pile of someone else's treasures. I cleared chair off and looked it over. It was beautiful.
And the seat back had an unusual design.
I liked the look of it and could tell it was well made but was it comfortable to sit in? Surprisingly so. There was a label on the bottom of the seat that read, "Northwest Chair Company Tacoma, Wash." After some research I found out that Northwest went out of business in the late 1940s/early 1950s so this chair has some age on it. I sent a photo of the chair to my sister and she passed it on to a friend who knows about chairs and he wrote this about it:
I can't remember the exact name/style of that particular
chair but am guessing that it is American inspired by a German
original. Looks really sturdy and well made and probably has
some really good kharma.
He got that right, this chair has a good feel to it, nothing like the one I sat in at that antique store in Ocean Beach, California.
So, here I sit this morning in my new chair, at my new blogging spot, in my new office/study/sanctuary, writing this post. Life is good.