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In most cases this yard art is placed by the owner of the property that it is supposed to decorate. Or removed
by the new owner of the property it was decorating in an attempt to give a little class to the neighborhood. For
beach property the decorating is often done by dragging home items found washed up on the beach or
discarded on the beach by visitors. Driftwood in any form is always a welcome addition to the yards on the
beach. So are tiki poles, cast-away signs, directional signs pointing to places that don’t exist, and moniker
signs displaying the names of weekend hide-aways.
Today I found that there are new items being used to decorate lawns in one particular town. Actually, it’s my
town, and the lawn being decorated belongs to my friend Nanna Kay.
Nanna Kay moved into a new home a couple years ago. The yard of her new home lacks in foliage, flowers
and the appropriate the plants that Nanna Kay desires. She has tried growing roses and other outside flora
but has not had a lot of success. I often hear her say she is going to spend her weekend planting things in
her yard. I always assumed these things would be living and perhaps even produce a flower or two. Nanna
Kay was recently offered some very large azalea bushes. She was excited about the possibility of plants
already matured that in her mind would have a much better chance for survival under her care, or better said,
under her lack of care. Nanna Kay allowed DS to nix the idea before the plants could be delivered.
This week Nanna Kay received something in her yard that can not in any sense of the definition be termed
flora. This new addition has been placed in her front yard. She didn’t do the decorating and is none to happy
about it. It seems that the county in which she resides is doing extensive street or utility work in her area.
They have chosen her yard to deposit all of the extra dirt they remove from the ground. They have chosen
her yard to deposit all of the concrete and asphalt they remove to get to the dirt they deposited in her yard.
They have chosen her yard in which to place the Pot-O-Gold Porta Potty in which many other deposits are
made. This is not the kind of yard renovation and decorating Nanna Kay had in mind.
I asked her if she was going to complain about the newly acquired decorations. For some reason she is not,
which is not at all like Nanna Kay. She said until the deposits become a nasal nuisance she is going to allow
them to remain. But the moment they become more than just an eyesore, in her words, “they are going to
hate that they ever heard of Nanna Kay.”
I had to stop and ponder why it is that she is allowing the yard art when she herself let DS nix the idea of
plants, in particular free azaleas. In some bizarre twist is a Pot-O-Gold more appealing than azaleas? And
what about the dirt and concrete and asphalt? Certainly these would be considered eye sores by most
people. But then I guess Nanna Kay could always use the dirt and asphalt and concrete to plant the Pot-O-
Gold. I only hope it follows the other things planted in her yard and dies a soon and timely death. But knowing
Nanna Kay and her luck, the other yards in her neighborhood could soon be displaying Pots-O-Gold. I guess
to each his own. Or in this case, the beauty of yard art is definitely in the eye of the beholder.
Wanda M. Argersinger
2008
All Rights Reserved
www.wandaargersinger.com
by the new owner of the property it was decorating in an attempt to give a little class to the neighborhood. For
beach property the decorating is often done by dragging home items found washed up on the beach or
discarded on the beach by visitors. Driftwood in any form is always a welcome addition to the yards on the
beach. So are tiki poles, cast-away signs, directional signs pointing to places that don’t exist, and moniker
signs displaying the names of weekend hide-aways.
Today I found that there are new items being used to decorate lawns in one particular town. Actually, it’s my
town, and the lawn being decorated belongs to my friend Nanna Kay.
Nanna Kay moved into a new home a couple years ago. The yard of her new home lacks in foliage, flowers
and the appropriate the plants that Nanna Kay desires. She has tried growing roses and other outside flora
but has not had a lot of success. I often hear her say she is going to spend her weekend planting things in
her yard. I always assumed these things would be living and perhaps even produce a flower or two. Nanna
Kay was recently offered some very large azalea bushes. She was excited about the possibility of plants
already matured that in her mind would have a much better chance for survival under her care, or better said,
under her lack of care. Nanna Kay allowed DS to nix the idea before the plants could be delivered.
This week Nanna Kay received something in her yard that can not in any sense of the definition be termed
flora. This new addition has been placed in her front yard. She didn’t do the decorating and is none to happy
about it. It seems that the county in which she resides is doing extensive street or utility work in her area.
They have chosen her yard to deposit all of the extra dirt they remove from the ground. They have chosen
her yard to deposit all of the concrete and asphalt they remove to get to the dirt they deposited in her yard.
They have chosen her yard in which to place the Pot-O-Gold Porta Potty in which many other deposits are
made. This is not the kind of yard renovation and decorating Nanna Kay had in mind.
I asked her if she was going to complain about the newly acquired decorations. For some reason she is not,
which is not at all like Nanna Kay. She said until the deposits become a nasal nuisance she is going to allow
them to remain. But the moment they become more than just an eyesore, in her words, “they are going to
hate that they ever heard of Nanna Kay.”
I had to stop and ponder why it is that she is allowing the yard art when she herself let DS nix the idea of
plants, in particular free azaleas. In some bizarre twist is a Pot-O-Gold more appealing than azaleas? And
what about the dirt and concrete and asphalt? Certainly these would be considered eye sores by most
people. But then I guess Nanna Kay could always use the dirt and asphalt and concrete to plant the Pot-O-
Gold. I only hope it follows the other things planted in her yard and dies a soon and timely death. But knowing
Nanna Kay and her luck, the other yards in her neighborhood could soon be displaying Pots-O-Gold. I guess
to each his own. Or in this case, the beauty of yard art is definitely in the eye of the beholder.
Wanda M. Argersinger
2008
All Rights Reserved
www.wandaargersinger.com
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