Monday, April 09, 2007

Gadabout girl, take two.

I failed to register my glee a few weeks back when the crocuses popped up, right on cue. So thank you, Dear God, for bringing them back one more time. It's the same show year after year, but it never gets old. And here are those yellow tulips I was dreaming of back in December. Huzzah!




Also in springy blisses: magnolias, wisteria, forsythia. And who says xeriscaped gardens have to look drab and weedy? This one made me very happy.




At the top of the Avenues there is a house covered in gargoyles (it is a well known fact that the eccentricity level of Avenues dwellers increases as you go up the hill). You would think that five fearsome gargoyles would be sufficient to keep the house safe from all manner of imps and demons but it appears that this paranoid home owner is covering his bases, just in case his dragons are more bark than bite....







Also at the top of the Avenues on Eccentric Street, an owl-faced ostrich planter beast constructed with scrap metal. He is sporting a lovely pair of sparkly earrings. As a rule I loathe yard art, but he was a very charming monster.




Someone forgot to take the Christmas baubles out of their tree and now they're nestled in snowy pear blossoms. I loved the reflections of the flowers in the silver balls. Winter mirroring spring?







This here is where there used to be a stone observatory tower overlooking the Salt Lake Valley. Are you miffed that I just wasted your time showing you a nonexistent tower? Yeah, so was Sharon. Moving on...







Note the very tiny window by the front door of this house, covered by a very tiny iron grating. The window of a dungeon? Built by the master of the house to hold the lusty mailmen whose love children now run in the yard? A cautionary tale for other promiscuous postmen who might darken his doorstep?





To be continued....

8 comments:

sharonsfriendjen said...

I NEED to see the tower that no longer exists! If I bribe you with fudge will you take me there?

Sharon said...

I'll bribe Marie to take you to see the "tower" too.

Marie said...

That was yummy fudge, Jen. I'll tell you what -- I won't even make you walk there -- I'll rent a limousine.

I know how to treat my REAL friends. My friends with an appreciation for HISTORY.

Sharon said...

Puh lease. With a capital Puh.

sharonsfriendjen said...

Wow! A limousine service. Even if it is just to spite those that can't appreciate history (not naming names, SHE knows who SHE is),count me in! :)

Rachel said...

I love your quirky neighborhood stoll observations. I think I have said this before, but it makes me want to take my camera out with me when I walk too.

wynne said...

Do people ever stare at you while you are taking pictures on your walks? Or take a picture of you taking pictures? Or just pull out the shotgun and shout some expletives? (That's what Jeff keeps telling me will happen every time I trespass into someone's yard by stepping off the sidewalk an inch to better see an enticing flower.)

Promise me that if the shotgun ever comes out, you'll take a picture of it, too. (Over your shoulder as you're running away.)

Marie said...

Rachel -- you should do it. Your trained artist's eye would catch many things the rest of us miss.

Wynne -- I used to be hyper-fearful of having the dogs set on me, but old age has turned me to the other extreme. However, this has made me an embarrassment to my friends, and if they all start abandoning me as a result, the pendulum may have to swing back toward caution. And it's only fun to do things you shouldn't if there's someone there to impress.

I admit I was a tiny bit concerned about crossing the lawn of Gargoyle House as its inhabitants have clearly indicated that they are hostile toward trespassers, but I weighed the hilarity factor against the danger factor, and hilarity won. You can put that on my headstone.