Now, I should probably re-title this post. 'Swag' is not the proper term. It would more correctly be titled "Swawwg", a common acronym for "stuff we all wish we got". In reality, we have been 'hooked up', as the youngsters say, and our garden has become somewhat of a collectors plot for unusual, yet overlooked treasures.
Take the totem pole for example.
Hand-carved to perfection, this indian treasure popped up behind our garden a couple days ago. It stands about 5 feet tall, and has a wingspan of 4 feet, three inches. Impressive for the Polesky Bird (genus Totemna), which typically matures with a wingspan of 3 feet.
Just tonight, we were graced with the presence of the contributors: Amy, Haley, and Jackie. Bless their donating-hearts, we look forward to seeing more of their smiling faces.
Additionally, the garden was recently bestowed with a life-like memorial of the Vietnam War.
If that was it, we would be satisfied, but on Saturday, we walked outside and saw this (feast your eyes on this tasty treat):
It is our very own parking lot garden guard. We haven't worked out renumeration just yet, but I think he will do most of the dirty work for free. It's the weeding we'll have to pay him for.
As for the garden, we claim no success of our own so far. Thank you to all who have contributed - signs, seedlings, and standing guards, to name a few. We can't do it without you.
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