Monday, May 29, 2006
tame the vicious beast
We have an unusual custom in our community that involves collecting whatever trash we can find within or around our homes and placing it in the street. Whoever builds the largest pile wins! Then as an extra measure some place an American flag nearby to make draw even more attention to this monument of suburbia. We take pride in planting trees, shrubbery, collecting old chairs and appliances if for no other reason than to cut and tear them apart and add to our pile.
There are two types of qualifying material, the man made material such as which we purchase at RC Willy and Costco and the natural type otherwise known as Greenery.
Where some have a tradition of planting an evergreen to decorate for Christmas, we Sandyites plant aspens trees so that we can have a constant supply of greenery with which to decorate our streets. To the left you can see a evidence of a former Quaking Aspen, the novice may think it dead, but oh, that is not the case, as hundreds of baby aspens are quaking under the soil to supply us with greenery for years and years to come.
There are other sources of green! The dreaded Tam is another source. To the right is a photo of an attempt to tame the vicious beast, which is only temporary as the Tam will return. Only the serious pile masters dare plant the tam and the aspen.
Only the serious pile masters dare plant the tam and the aspen. Nay you say? Well below is evidence of just what can happen to the novice.
Here is all that that remains of the home of the unknowing. Only a mattress is left of this homeowner. Remember they will devour you and your home!
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3 comments:
very thoughtfully written dadoo. yes, I suppose the sandy clean up day is like a contest. everyone seems to very proud of their piles. I am glad you had a healthy mountain of greenery yourself. ;) and I especially appreciated the pictures. it was nice to see your progress on the yard... I've been hearing so much about it.
Actually that stump was from a birch, not an aspen. The baby aspens are gifts from the neighbors trees. When we poisoned the forest in our lawn, their trees started to die. One neighbor saw the problem and chopped their evil aspen tree down.
The tams and aspens are returning!
Oh noes!
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