Monday, June 27, 2011

Poor Scarecrow


Recently Barbara of Folkways Notebook [see side bar] showed some scarecrows which reminded me of this lady who might possibly have been called a scarecrow until she was disrobed about a month ago. For two years I've been passing her standing rather enigmatically in an untended lawn of a house that seemed occupied. She wore a skirt and blouse and a very long strand of plastic beads. Naturally the weathering she endured left her clothing in sad disarray and more and more tattered as seasons passed. But now, while her hair-do stands up to wind and rain far better than mine does, she reveals her severely anorexic body and I long to see her clothed again. I drive past her several times a week and keep an eye on her. I"m sure the house behind her is occupied but the occupants are not into gardening as nearly all of their neighbors are.

2 comments :

Ladydy5 aka: Diane Yates said...

June, you must offer your services, go knock on that door and tell them you would like to dress her skinny, unkept look.

FOLKWAYS NOTEBOOK said...

June -- Her body looks barren probably just like the garden she used to guard. I laughed when I saw the poor thing yet felt sad for her nakedness. -- barbara