So Spring Fever has hit and I am spending a lot of time outside and not enough time in front of my PC. I hope everyone is recovering from their yard art withdrawal.
I am working on a huge yard today but for now, a taste
El Gaucho of Deaf Dogs and Benevolent Gnomes comments and submits:
I live in a very conservative neighborhood in North Dakota. Yard art
is few and far between around here. With the exception of the
occasional "left up too long X-Mas decoration" and the "antique piece
of farm equipment", there is very little in the way of yard art in
these parts (hey that kind of rhymed). So imagine my surprise when I
leashed up the pooches for their afternoon walk yesterday and walked
down my street to find - A Flingo Flash Mob had suddenly formed half a
block from my house!
"Holy Green Grandmothers Garters!!!" I exclaimed, and ran back inside
to get my camera before the flingo mob had dispersed.
Luckily I was able to capture the flingo mob from two angles and I
thus humbly e-mail my first yard art submission for your kind
Time to discuss flocking, flocking is the phenomenon when you are temporarily gifted with a mass collection of yard art. While a delight for the eye and a spectacle for the home owner, the occupants are not true yard artists. They have been pranked. So while we can all enjoy Barbs discomfort that not only is she 40 and her neighbors know it, now we know it. (and that is pretty much the world!)
You don't try to take a flamingo's piece cake:
Due to gallery negotiations El Gaucho receives a score of 40 points. I counted 3 times and it makes since that there is a family for every year to add to Barb's visual misery.