Monday, December 7, 2009

The lonely flamingo

My grandmother had a pair of those plastic flamingos in her yard when I was a kid. I always found them fascinating.

I couldn't find the like, but I did find my windmill flamingo, which graces the chive barrel outside my garden shed.

It now sports a snowy mantel - and some new sort of beak piece - in keeping with the season.

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