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Although this could very well be a picture of me finding a new treasure at a favorite nursery, it's actually an illustration by David Catrow for a children's book called Plantzilla.

Monday, August 11, 2014

Sins Against Good Taste

If you've visited my garden or read my blog for a while, you may remember these parts of my garden.

In honor of Dr. Seuss, the stepping stones (difficult to see in all that bamboo litter which I'll go out and blow away right after I post this.) One fish, two fish, red fish blue fish.

Nearby are "Three fish in a tree, how can that be?" also from Dr. Seuss.

And, of course the C bed. 
 
Here are a couple of new offenses:
 
When the gardener should have been giving the topiary tree a much-needed haircut, instead, he removed the tasteful brick edging around the circular bed and did this...(you may wish to avert your eyes.) Yes, trimming the tree will come right after cleaning up all that bamboo litter!
 
 
The newest assault on your senses, with apologies to Ernest Hemmingway is The Old Man and the C.
 
 
I know it's hard to cope when things like this happen but perhaps someday we'll be able to look back on it and laugh.
 

36 comments:

  1. I NEEDED this today! I really did.

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    1. Making people laugh is one of my favorite things!

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    1. You may have an early autumn as long as we get to hold on to summer!

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  3. Not offensive at all but fun fun!!

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    1. I love to laugh in my garden at something besides all of the dead plants.

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    1. Forgive me, Danger, for I have sinned...

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  6. Loved this post. Sin all you want!

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    1. Why, thank you, Alison. I think I will.

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  7. I'm not waiting until "someday" I'm having a good laugh now. Love the whimsy Peter. Great post

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    1. Glad to bring you a laugh; you've had a pretty hectic time recently!

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  8. Your garden puns are a good reminder not to take life - or even gardens - too seriously. Where in heaven did you find all those bowling balls?

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    1. I waffle back and forth. Sometimes I get tired of all the objets d'crap, banish them to the garage and try to make my garden look more respectable but they tend to sneak back out from time to time. I buy bowling balls at thrift stores and have done mosaics on them. These have been a bowling ball pyramid, have been placed atop concrete tubes as hose guards, and a variety of other roles.

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  9. I C that your garden is bowling over with fun.

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  10. You can call your bush Barbara. She has a perpetual pearl necklace.

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    1. Too funny! That's exactly what I'll do!

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  11. Perhaps the C stands for Chuckles, or Curiosity, your garden has both. Am I the only one who sees a giant in the lotus position with his arms flexed in front in your topiary? Bowling balls? So funny.

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    1. Now that you mentioned it, I see it too but didn't before. Thanks! The bowling ball collection started many years ago when I couldn't afford a gazing ball and thought that a few brightly colored one dollar bowling balls on rebar rising from my foliage would be just as interesting and cost a small fraction of the price. These days, gazing balls are much less expensive and I even have a few of them kicking around but I'm still fond of those bowling balls which seem to have greatly increased in number over the years.

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  12. Miss Manners once said that a house in perfect taste down to the smallest bibelot was in terrible taste, and indicated that the owner was a heartless, social climber. The same could probably be said of gardens, too.

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    1. There's no danger of my ever having a house or garden in perfect taste, I'm too much of a magpie/packrat! One does love Miss Manners!

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  13. Humor breeds humor, as can be seen reading the comments elicited by your blog entries. Now methinks it may begin breeding bowling balls.

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  14. You were born original, darlin'. Don't die a clone! LOVE THIS GARDEN!!! C U later. ;o)

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    1. There's no chance of that (the clone thing, not the C U Later thing) happening, my equally original friend!

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  15. I had a the stirrings of a bowling ball phase years ago but couldn't find any at the thrift shops. I'm amazed at your collection. It rivals Marcia Donahue's!

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    1. There are more tucked away here and there in my garden. Now that they're popular, the brightly colored ones are harder to find but every now and then I find a few.

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  16. I love your sense of humor, Peter. I'd have a blast exploring your garden!

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    1. You're more than welcome to visit any time my friend!

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