I love statuary. When is too much too much? I have many pieces. I just love it. Martha doesn't like it in the garden. I love it everywhere; tucked into crooks/holes in trees, under plants, in the field and gardens, porches... I wish I could wax poetic about them like Keats.
Though not statuary, I once placed a child's china tea set in the hollow of a giant oak tree, in hopes that a child in the future finds it.
This little satyr holding a bunny is my most recent purchase. It was just too cute to pass up.
'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,' - that is all Ye know
on earth, and all Ye need to know.
Ode On A Grecian Urn by Keats
