DARK WOOD ROUND DINING TABLE - PATIO TABLE REPLACEMENT GLASS TOP.
Dark Wood Round Dining Table
- (Dining Tables) The first dining tables of which survivors remain are the type known as refectory tables. They are made usually of oak, and one of the earliest, at Penshurst Place in Kent, has a typical thick top of joined planks supported on three separate trestles.
- A table on which meals are served in a dining room
- A table is a type of furniture comprising an open, flat surface supported by a base or legs. It may be used to hold articles such as food or papers at a convenient or comfortable height when sitting, and is therefore often used in conjunction with chairs.
- a table at which meals are served; "he helped her clear the dining table"; "a feast was spread upon the board"
- Give a round shape to
- a charge of ammunition for a single shot
- Pass and go around (something) so as to move on in a changed direction
- from beginning to end; throughout; "It rains all year round on Skye"; "frigid weather the year around"
- Alter (a number) to one less exact but more convenient for calculations
- wind around; move along a circular course; "round the bend"
- devoid of or deficient in light or brightness; shadowed or black; "sitting in a dark corner"; "a dark day"; "dark shadows"; "dark as the inside of a black cat"
- Hidden from knowledge; mysterious
- With little or no light
- Ignorant; unenlightened
- absence of light or illumination
- iniquity: absence of moral or spiritual values; "the powers of darkness"
- The hard fibrous material that forms the main substance of the trunk or branches of a tree or shrub
- United States film actress (1938-1981)
- Such material when cut and used as timber or fuel
- forest: the trees and other plants in a large densely wooded area
- the hard fibrous lignified substance under the bark of trees
- A golf club with a wooden or other head that is relatively broad from face to back (often with a numeral indicating the degree to which the face is angled to loft the ball)
dark wood round dining table - Universal Furniture
Universal Furniture Kentwood Dining Series Kentwood 7 Piece Round Dining Table with Shield Back Chairs Set
Universal Furniture Kentwood Dining Series The Kentwood Round Dining Table with Shield Back Chairs Set offers a fresh take on 18th century design by mixing classical elements with a casual style. The table is supported by four spiral posts and four reeded sweeps with brass toe caps, and is finished in a beautiful Sun-faded Mahogany that is sure to be the centerpiece of your dining room. Add additional pieces from the Kentwood Collection for the dining room you've always wanted. Construction Features: -Sun-faded Mahogany finish. -Select hardwoods with mahogany veneers and short grain primavera borders. -Antique brass hardware. Included Items: -Round Dining Table is supported by four spiral posts and four reeded sweeps with brass toe caps, and has five concentric leaves that attach to the outside of the table edge to extend table length to 80". -Shield Back Chairs feature interlaced and pierced back splats with accents of carved acanthus leaf motifs, and slip seat cushions. Optional Items: -Sideboard has four doors with vertical partitions and adjustable shelves, and silverware tray insert in top center drawer. -China Cabinet has four glass doors on hutch, four wood doors on buffet, glass shelves with plate grooves, tray drawers behind center doors on buffet, and canister lights with touch dimmer switch.
(continued from previous pic) So... yeah. I took a job at this big, weird hotel in the mountains. I'd never had a job before... unless you count picking fruit or chopping wood or babysitting. I'd never put in an eight-hour shift, or worn a uniform, or anything like that... just ad hoc jobs around the farm and with our neighbours. I chose this place because it offered room and board. Which gave it an "all-inclusive get away from home and live on your own instantly" allure. Plus they were willing to accept young girls who had no experience. I guess I should've heard some alarms when they asked for a full-length colour photo. They said it was related to the uniforms... you know... so they could make sure they had the right fit when we arrived. I never sent a photo. They hired me anyway. So I thought maybe it would all be cool. My sister's boyfriend drove me there... along a dark twisting narrow highway with sheer cliffs rising up on one side... and sheer drops down to railroad tracks and creepy green bottomless lakes on the other. My driver was seriously into drugs, and got me extraordinarily high. And then he just deposited me... with the suitcase I'd got from my parents as a combination birthday/highschool graduation gift a few weeks earlier... and there I was, peaking and freaking, looking down the long dark hall of this hotel. It WAS The Shining, absolutely. And it would only get weirder and creepier from there. Almost all the staff were girls in their mid-teens to early 20s. We were dispatched to various jobs based entirely on our looks. The hottest babes... the best looking, with the largest breasts... got the plummiest job, which was working in the dining room. Short hours, big tips, basically a paid vacation. (Though it did, apparently.... based on what I witnessed... involve having sex with the boss of bosses on the tables after hours... but I didn't know that then.) The next-hotttest girls got to work in the gift shop. Which was the second-plummiest job. Those of us with non-descript looks and/or flat chests went to work in the cafeteria. And those who were overweight, or graphically pimpled, or otherwise considered unsightly by the overlords... those girls worked in housekeeping. My first day in the cafeteria was sort of like a dress rehearsal for hell. It started with the uniform... a brown polyester wrap-around skirt (one size fits all)... over a stretchy white turtleneck bodysuit... also polyester, with snaps at the crotch. Empty, these turtlenecks were roughly the size of a glove. With a female body inside, they strained to the point of near transparency... and I spent the first hour of my shift being sent back to my room... three times... because the t-shirts I was wearing underneath were deemed to undermine the sense of uniformity. Then there was the work itself. The cafeteria mainly served Greyhound bus passengers. And part of my job was to stand at a steam table, ladeling out great slippery masses of god-knows-what to grey-faced people who shuffled through the line like penitents. Between buses, there were the joys of industrial dishwashing... table cleaning... window washing... floor wiping... and the scraping of gum off all kinds of surfaces... along with whatever else had stuck. By the time I had my first break, my feet were sore, my back ached, I hated my employers and I'd made up my mind that I was absolutely going to pursue some kind of higher education. On my fourth day, my boss sat me down to tell me how completely unsatisfactory my work was. He gave me two choices - quit/get fired... or go work in the gas station. The gas station! Wow. I was like Brer Rabbit... and the gas station (part of the same operation, but separated by a big asphalt parking lot) was my own personal briar patch. Working at the gas station meant no uniform! I could wear my own jeans and t-shirts! It meant no steam table, no dirty dishes... I could work outside in the fresh clean air! So I made the switch. Changed jobs. Moved from the room I'd shared with seven other girls in the scary hotel to a room above the gas station, which I shared with eight or nine guys and one other (very cool) chick. Things were okay until the mudslides came... and cut us off from the rest of the world. Those big slides took out bridges and completely covered the highway on either side of us. They took days to clear and... in the meantime... with no tourists, no traffic of any kind.... there really wasn't much for us to do in terms of work. So we drank. At the hotel bar. Almost all of us way underaged. And drinks were on the house. And I drank rye. And so did my boss from the gas station. He and his girlfriend were both year-rounders.... part of the regular skeleton crew that kept things going through the long cold winters... travelling from building to building via snow tunnels. On this particular night, I was sitting between them in the hotel bar... and it was so
Lorha Priory (Augustinian)
HE FELL AMONG THIEVES 'YE have robb'd,' said he, 'ye have slaughter'd and made an end, Take your ill-got plunder, and bury the dead: What will ye more of your guest and sometime friend?' 'Blood for our blood,' they said. He laugh'd: 'If one may settle the score for five, I am ready; but let the reckoning stand till day: I have loved the sunlight as dearly as any alive.' 'You shall die at dawn,' said they. He flung his empty revolver down the slope, He climb'd alone to the Eastward edge of the trees; All night long in a dream untroubled of hope He brooded, clasping his knees. He did not hear the monotonous roar that fills The ravine where the Yassin river sullenly flows; He did not see the starlight on the Laspur hills, Or the far Afghan snows. He saw the April noon on his books aglow, The wistaria trailing in at the window wide; He heard his father's voice from the terrace below Calling him down to ride. He saw the gray little church across the park, The mounds that hid the loved and honour'd dead; The Norman arch, the chancel softly dark, The brasses black and red. He saw the School Close, sunny and green, The runner beside him, the stand by the parapet wall, The distant tape, and the crowd roaring between, His own name over all. He saw the dark wainscot and timber'd roof, The long tables, and the faces merry and keen; The College Eight and their trainer dining aloof, The Dons on the dais serene. He watch'd the liner's stem ploughing the foam, He felt her trembling speed and the thrash of her screw; He heard the passengers' voices talking of home, He saw the flag she flew. And now it was dawn. He rose strong on his feet, And strode to his ruin'd camp below the wood; He drank the breath of the morning cool and sweet: His murderers round him stood. Light on the Laspur hills was broadening fast, The blood-red snow-peaks chill'd to a dazzling white; He turn'd, and saw the golden circle at last, Cut by the Eastern height. 'O glorious Life, Who dwellest in earth and sun, I have lived, I praise and adore Thee.' A sword swept. Over the pass the voices one by one Faded, and the hill slept. (Henry Newbolt)
dark wood round dining table
KLT36RD-MHGY Color: Mahogany This 36'' round table looks elegant in both lunch and meeting rooms and looks great with the model 310 stack chairs. The banding makes the edges smooth and gives it a finished appearance. The honeycomb core makes the table both lightweight and sturdy. Features: -Round table with chrome plated base. -Multi-use Table collection. -Top available in: -Oak . -Mahogany . -Cherry . -Gray nebula . . -1.25'' thick high pressure laminate top with honeycomb core. -3 mm edge banding. -29'' High from the floor. -Excellent for lunch and meeting rooms. Specifications: -Assembly required. -Overall dimensions: 29.5'' H x 36'' W x 36'' D. For more information on this product please view the Specification Sheet(s) below: Multi-use Table Round table with chrome plated base Specification Sheet