Yay!! Yes, two exclamation points are warranted. The other day, when hanging up some hand washed items on the clothesline on the back porch, I spied an indeterminate whitish object near a neighbor's trashcans. Curious but unwilling to traipse away in the lazy evening I went back inside. The next morning, on my way to work, decided to take a little detour to investigate further. As I neared the mystery object came into focus, not very quickly given my severe myopia. Bag? no, chicken, huh, taxidermied chicken? shudder, no, concrete chicken with worn edges and paint? dang! Concrete chicken!
I grabbed it around the neck as a handle and carried the heavy fowl home, set it on the steps inside the house. It will join the other winged creatures on our back patio. Other feathered friends include 2 iron flamingo, 1 plastic flamingo, 1 plastic swan planter, all fellow alley finds. Concrete chicken, you are instigating a spring cleaning on the back patio to make room for you in a spot of honor.
I grabbed it around the neck as a handle and carried the heavy fowl home, set it on the steps inside the house. It will join the other winged creatures on our back patio. Other feathered friends include 2 iron flamingo, 1 plastic flamingo, 1 plastic swan planter, all fellow alley finds. Concrete chicken, you are instigating a spring cleaning on the back patio to make room for you in a spot of honor.
2 comments:
I can hardly wait to see a picture of your concrete fowl! :D
Thanks! I'll take pictures after I clean the "barnyard."
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