The always interesting and normally reliable Garden Monkey however wondered whether a whole book on garden benches isn't just a little indulgent.
Hah, I say, particularly with this blurb ...
Here are seats for languor, for conversation or momentary sloth, contemplative benches, benches for lovers, seats for scents, secrecy, twilight or shelter.
Which in my opinion makes it quite clear that just one book is not enough to contain all the poetry even a common-or-garden bench can inspire. Bring on the sequel.
(Interestingly, using the Domestik Goddess link to Amazon.com, the book costs over $80, but with Amazon.co.uk, it's a snip at one penny. Does this mean we value benches more in the UK, or less? I wish I could see the book's cover.)