‘Fading Together’

This rather special old seat is in the front garden of a nearby house that was owned by two lively elderly sisters. (I’ve covered its rather sad story in my journal before, in August 2023 and  in December last year.)

With increasing frailty, first one, then the other, disappeared. The house was then empty for some time and it is now up for sale.

The increasingly overgrown and weathered bench in their once-loved garden reflects the loss, abandonment, and quiet erosion of memory and meaning that is swallowed up by the passing of time.