Ornament Envy
I wanted something in front of my house besides that awful birdfeeder my wife put up.
By Al Diamon
I had lawn-ornament envy. I know it's the wrong season to be thinking about putting out birdbaths and little jockey boys, but I had recently driven by a place in New Portland with a huge, art deco, concrete turtle in the front yard. It was just what I needed, impervious to the weather, to the neighbors, to good taste. But it weighed 1,500 pounds, which also made it impervious to any larcenous tendencies.And then there was the life-size statue, gracing a garden in Sydney, of a girl releasing a dove.
