Pull up a chair

So I've been doing a fair share of experiments inside the digital darkroom, working with creating mood and tone out of the most mundane of subjects. This set of old lawn furniture told me that it wanted to be a photograph and asked me politely to makes it's dreams come true, which I happily obliged. (Though I had to convince the lady who owned said lawn furniture that I wasn't a thief or some sort of patio pervert who was trying to inappropriately fondle her wooden fixtures, it took some doing but she let me snap away. Eventually.) Looking at the final image now I think that if I squint hard enough or look out of the corner of my eye there are a whole host of ghosts happily sipping their tea and merrily discussing art, un-life, and the philosophy of a fine garden party all the while dressed in a most elegant array of livery and lace.