I have no idea. Saw this guy earlier when I was out, and he seemed to have a rather fluffy afro. But now he seems to have snow on top of it.
The shopping cart showed up Thursday evening, a bit down the block. Although how the guy got it there with locked wheels I don't know. This morning, it was on the neighbor's verge, so I called the store. Not long after, a guy manages to drag it to the sidewalk. I went out after him and told him "Good job, that didn't help at all, idiot!" He kept walking, ignoring me, but I know he heard me. I wrestled it up on the verge, out of the walkway.
This is a very weird neighborhood.
Tree up on a whiskey barrel, then used to make beer. So of course the angel is drunken.
More details of ornaments. The bell is old, found in a second hand shop, not sure where the bit of lace comes from, but they clearly belong together.
Ah.
People.
3 comments:
There's a magical tale in that barrel involving a tipsy angel ... ♪ ♫
Rou,
And it still smells heavenly.
The shopping cart would have to cross a parking lot, train tracks, and a major highway before it got to my neighbourhood.
Still, I live on a busy street and so get passers by all of the time. I'm just not usually home to see them apart from when I am raking leaves in the fall.
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