Monday, September 1, 2008

Private Fun, Public Art

Was it slow-growth yard decor, one new birdhouse each year since 1982, two that summer they flew to Hawaii?



Or ...is it the grandma-likes-birdhouses safety gift, a misunderstanding gone wild that started when she mentioned one might look nice out front, near the trail?

Does it matter?

This birdhouse village is now private collection turned low-budget public art, a whimsical walking trail conversation starter.


Love it or hate it, part of the landscape.



Just like this eclectic porch display a few miles away.

What's on view in your neighborhood?

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