The Dinosaurs

It’s time to talk about the dinosaurs, or maybe they’re camels, or else some galactic monsters. Anyway, there are two of them, and they sit snuggled together in the front yard. One of them has a broken neck. From the start, we were pretty much ready to let them go the way of so much else here (the trash pile), but then our neighbors and strangers who walked by our “project” every day started chiming in about them. (You’d be surprised by the friendly people you can meet when you are, for example, waiting out a gas leak by hanging out in your front yard.) Apparently, they’ve been here for twenty years and are kind of a town fixture. The owner at that time was an artist, and made these same figures in many different sizes. The ones in the front yard were sometimes adorned with lights for the holidays. So it seems hard to get rid of them. We wonder what they really are or mean, and how to fix that one’s neck. For now, we have realized that it is easier for people to find our place by saying, “We live in the house with the dinosaurs” than by giving detailed directions. (Let us know your opinion about our works of art by taking the poll on this blog.)