throwback thursday:  eccentric yard art
Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm.  Ralph Waldo Emerson

It was shortly after my dad had died. Things were okay, but still challenging in the home my mom and dad shared for some 42 years. We were still in the stage of deciding what to keep, give away or simply discard. Painful stuff. I left the house to run some errands and happened upon this treasure of eccentricity.  It made me laugh out loud that my family was in a quandary about which of my dad’s ink pens to keep and this fella had covered his home in tuna cans.  Go figure!

It put things in perspective for me. We had some clutter to deal with. My dad was a bit of a hoarder – called “pack rat” before it got the clinical label of hoarder. BUT we did not have hundreds, perhaps, thousands of empty tin cans-most of them tuna-to labor over their disposition.  I sat across the street from this marvel of “doing it my way” and said a prayer for HIS children.  I don’t know why, but I just figured it was the Mr. of the house doing all the tin-can crazy.  I also figured inside this home there were vestiges of a collection gone awry.  I was very, very tempted to knock on the door and tell the Mr. that he had made my day. I declined. I didn’t want to put any fuel on his fire of creativity just in case the neighbors, or the Mrs., were all in agreement that Tuna Can Man was coloring waaaay outside the lines and needed to be contained.


Are you eccentric in any way, shape or form?  You might want to ask someone close to you that question before you answer!