# <center> Monday old memories </center> #
<center>Nothing better than the garden table with its chairs.
They saw better times.
But its texture, its cracks and the tarnished white.
They make something special for her.
Many days out in the open.
Many meals and dinners on top of her.
![image.png](https://ipfs.busy.org/ipfs/Qmc6QJDZTiwYagxDU7ihWrR9hJM8gCA1WKVNPDXY4An1F2)
You can even imagine its history.
It was new and they took it to the garden.
Eva was its owner, she loved the garden, the flowers, the green.
But what he loved most was being at the table with all the chairs occupied.
Papa sitting opposite, always thinking about his things.
Mom on the other side with the knitting needles finishing the last scarf.
Thinking that Pedro and the head does not work very well.
But look at Eva and smile.
In the other chair is Enrique, his older brother.
They always spend the afternoon on Saturdays in the garden.
Since they bought the table and the chairs they feel happier.
![image.png](https://ipfs.busy.org/ipfs/QmXiEuNeRabvQ74JZnYf35K4uMwRRxUFoeTAWoVw43HK4h)
But time passes, family life changes and the garden is no longer so appetizing.
The table that once was the center of attention, is abandoned little by little.
When Eva manages to go out into the garden, she looks at the table and all are sighs.
For happy days, happy and carefree.
Now it only represents what it has lost.
What will never have ranges.
What he longed for the rest of his life.
So the table and the chairs are alone in the middle of the garden.
The rains of autumn and winter have made a dent in them.
They are not the same.
![image.png](https://ipfs.busy.org/ipfs/QmX7bbvqhjqJgNbGQyhWBFA6DnSYTHBC6qQ2BezsB5rkU8)
Shabby, cracked and rusty, they are coming back.
Almost as if joy would no longer be part of it.
Enrique took care of her.
She wrapped it in newspaper papers and when Eva went to rest she put them in the car.
I would donate them so that another family could discover the joy they gave.
That will only give them to invest a bit of love restoring it.
They will look lovely again in some garden in the city.
![image.png](https://ipfs.busy.org/ipfs/Qmc6QJDZTiwYagxDU7ihWrR9hJM8gCA1WKVNPDXY4An1F2)
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