Wish I'd thought of it first -- these flamingos hang out on a front lawn near us. They re-group and move around a lot, lending new interest to every drive on busy Elmwood Avenue. But -- you'd think, after 90 years, I'd have learned life is full of disappointments -- today the lawn sported a new arrival, and frankly, it strikes me as just plain tacky.
It's not even a flamingo.
Maybe the newcomer is a swan with a bad sunburn?
ReplyDeleteBut I'm glad you posted this. I saw this lawn on my way to your place yesterday, and I laughed so hard I almost ran off the road.