I love this sort of thing. It makes my veins thrum with excitement to see someone expressing themselves, some who not only dances to the beat of a different drummer but IS the drummer.
I passed this house while walking around Summer Hill the other day, and once I copped a look at the front of this house I just had to get pictures of it.
There are gnomes, giant candy canes, Snow White, beaded garlands - you name it. The whole box and dice. I'm guessing this house belongs to an old retired couple, a couple who love kids maybe, and for whom every day would be Christmas if they could.
This is why it always pays to carry a camera. You never know when the magic will strike.
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I am simultaneously repulsed and drawn to this display. What I think it really needs is some glitter and spot lights. Then I'm on board.
Wouldn't you really like to have a spot of tea with these folks? I'd like to learn how the display evolved.
Exactly! What makes you wake up one day and think:
GNOMES!
BEADED VERANDAH POSTS!
GIANT CANDY CANES!
...that's what this place needs.
That's just... so very... wrong...
Would I be out of line suggesting that perhaps they're an old Italian couple?
What's up with that... seriously...
*shiver*
on a sinister note; perhaps they are the australian equivalent to the witch in Hansel and Gretel; lurring people in with their charm only to roast them and turn them into lawn ornaments.
It could happen.
You've got to tell them! Garden gnomes are made of people! Garden gnomes is people!
Garden gnomes - they have such smiling faces, and such cold, dead eyes...
::shudder::
Michael, I turned one over and it said "Made by The Soylent Corp."!
it's a wonderful old couple, or someone who's taken waaaaaayyyy too much acid ;-)
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