Office Chair On The Snow

Sunday afternoon the snow fell lightly. walking down Vanderbilt Avenue I spotted a black office chair. In relatively good condition. I brushed off the snow and sat down, thinking, "This might do."

The snowfall was less than an inch. I rolled it to my building on Myrtle Avenue. I hefted it. Not light. Heavy. I sat again. Not the right height. I live on the fourth floor. I wished the chair luck.

The blizzard hit Brooklyn. Traffic was closed to all, but emergency vehicles and plows.

In the morning I ventured out to buy butter for pancakes and red raspberries at Coco. The plows had cleared the avenue. The sidewalks were treacherously slippery. The gales harvested the snow into gathering drifts. The chair was gone. To someplace else than here. I wish the new owner and the chair good luck.

ps only pour maple syrup on pancakes. Quebecois. No maple syrup from Maine. Not enough maple trees in the Pine Tree State.