Every year, a fellow who lives just off the highway here in Sewanee, decorates his house -- enthusiastically -- for Halloween and Christmas. I couldn't resist stopping there on my way home today.
Pumpkins, ghoulies, flags and all, his yard, a nuisance to some (from the gossip I've heard), brings me pleasure. Yard art at least. A folk art installation or assemblage at best. In either case, it makes me smile -- this community gift.
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