OK I have no idea, what I was thinking of when I did this, but it happened. Years later, I still don’t know what it was that drew me to put this “idea” together. Knowing I did it, always gave me pause. I thought to simply throw it out, yet it sat in the back garden for some time, a reminder that not everything I do, or come up with is “picture perfect”
At the time, I really liked the idea. The glove, the hand, I’m not sure, but it still might be out back too. We are cleaning up back there, it is time for a change. I know if they are there, it will be time to “let them go”
I remember putting this “character” into the old wood bird house, so he would be out of the elements. It is all overgrown now, but I saw through the branches that he is still there. It would require cutting away half of the evergreen now to get him out… so… he’ll get to stay. Actually maybe it was a she..
The garden guardians have come and gone, they tended and hosted the wildlife that used our land to travel safely through the urban sprawl. There is beauty in all that nature provides, and there is an unseen world around us that some of us see, and other’s don’t. Never-the-less, the world of imagination and fantasy never fails to capture our attention, when we listen to the wind whisper softly through the trees, or hear it howl when it is voicing discontent. This week we’ve heard the heavens bowling in celebration of a summer’s eve. the bowling balls landing with loud thunder as they rolled across the skies.
Even the wooden sprite is peeking out from his curtain of ivy… (this was he, before this summer’s growth) The heavy rains clear the spider webs from his face, and wash the ants away… He’s happy too.
Hmmm when I review our motley crew of garden elves and faeries… they have done such a wonderful job of keeping our land lush, green and safe from urban predators, maybe, yes maybe… I need to be selective and rethink the changes in the garden, I need to remember why they are there. It is not their looks that count, it is their reason for being!
PL Precept #12 Everything has a way according to its name
PL Precept # 7 Everything exists in relativity
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Comments on: "Crazy strange garden “art”" (11)
So cool!
LOL.. sometimes I shake my head and wonder.. where they came from…
Such a fun post. Will be interesting to see where you (and they) go from here.
What a wonderful collection
LOL yes, I chuckle when I see them ..now they make me laugh, at one time tho’ I must have thought.. wow… I do remember wanting to use the mop replacement for hair .. cheers.. have a good one!
Thanks Derrick.. it will always remind me that there is a bit of wacko in me.. smiles.. and why not… right!
Right
just a ‘bit’?…….winks
blue jays can be soooooooo vexing but..hey, they rule =^_^= or so they think.=^_^=
noooooo, Jays don’t think they rule……they let the others show them they do……..you’re thinking of little ‘kitties’…….
Jay, please connect via e-mail sl?