Front yard ‘installations’ seen on my morning strolls. Some rather haphazard others nicely curated. Painted rocks must be a way to keep the kids occupied.

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Front yard ‘installations’ seen on my morning strolls. Some rather haphazard others nicely curated. Painted rocks must be a way to keep the kids occupied.
Sign of the Beast
I wondered
is it a neon sign
something hand-painted
sprayed on a subway car
does it swing on a board
over the door of a pub
or at a street corner
like a stop sign
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will I see it
at the bottom of a contract
does it come between
aries & scorpio
a wave of the hand
to say
here I am
I’ve saved a seat for you
is it an early warning for cancer
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I don’t think I’ve seen it yet
they say you’ll know it
when you see it
there’ll be no question in your mind
you can’t ignore it
when you see it
it’s too late
to do anything about it
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no matter what you do
to avoid it
you will see it
From a morning excursion to The Beaches area here in Toronto, Queen East past Woodbine. Walked the boardwalk on an overcast cast morning – sadly the threat of thundershowers turned into another hot sunny day 😦
During the Spring days of the pandemic lockdown these painted pebbles began showing up on front lawns & gardens. Clearly parents with kids stuck at home were finding fun ways to keep them busy.
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Once the kids got tired of chalk drawings they moved to rock painting. These are from various yards in the east end Toronto. The Lady Bug suits the rock, the hairy eye ones are next level projects.
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