I understand that you and I are part of a subculture: the lovers of yard art and the artists who create or display it. The Highway is like a support group where we can take our shoes off and enjoy our guilty little pleasure.
People talk about us behind our backs. My neighbors point to my three gnome lurking in the hostas with suburbanite outrage. (Yes, three... one popped up last weekend. I am still investigating the culprit).
People roll their eyes in disgust as we drive and interrupt a conversation with the blurt "oh oh oh, 3 tier seahorse birdbath!!!".
Carolyn of Carolyn's Shade Garden has discovered that we have been vidicated: