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I recently visited an old (1920s-1940s) neighborhood. Each house was one-of-a-kind. Some even more than others.
This 1950's wall somehow works delightfully with the 1930's mediterranean flat roof cottage:
Although the homes were small, many of them were on quite large (half acre) lots. Most of the lot was behind the home, as the front yards were very small.
Several homes had created, small or not, beautiful xeric front yards.
Wonderful colors on this one, echoing the home's paint colors. This home was built in the mid-1920's.
.A fallen-over Melia azedarach tree:
The tree is much better fallen over than upright!
If you must have a Warthog (Wild boar?) statue to complement your fallen tree, it's wise to get a good one.
You have to admit, thaaaaat's a good one:
We lingered a good long while. There was a lot to ponder, and we were hoping the owner would appear so we could chat.
Hmm. Those archers are kind of...hunky.
Huh? Mixed mythologies?
Oh. That's not part of the mailman, is it? That's a new type of hummingbird guarding the feeder. A much larger one.
We finally met, not the owner, but a neighbor, who told us the owner was "very artistic" and had "a whole lot of awesome tattoos".
Dude, time for new feathers:
While we were standing and gawking, a delivery man got out of his truck with a package, took one look at the house, and started laughing.
Is that top mermaid is getting a little too personal with that fish? She's certainly enjoying something. Fish looks happy, too.
Apollo's spare chariot horse?
No garden is complete without a gnome, even if it has archers, knights, horses, a warthog, turkeys...
One grouchy gnome. Is this how it all started?
Is that a chrome skull on that table?
Knight after knight.
"Armed response"? No kidding.
Oh! Phormiums and Lagerstroemias there on the left. In front of the hunky archers. Tasteful. It just occurs to me that when the Melia is in leaf, all the knights are somewhat hidden, creating an ambush situation for visitors. Cool!
There's so much out there in the world that we can't even imagine. And when we see it for ourselves, we can't believe it.
All hail K for finding this gem. Hail, K!