Ah me, Mother Nature has seen fit to bless Colorado with yet another foot of snow this week, but as I have already had Frosty Finds, I guess I needed a new title! Somehow snow on May 1st has sapped out all my creativity! But, at least it has not depleted our ever-changing supply of blog fodder.
There were some super-easy slam dunks this week. I mean, how could we not take a pic of this poor girl:
That rooster has evil on his mind, but she is keeping a sharp eye on him. If the rooster hadn’t been stalking her, we would be wondering what she is doing, but having seen the little devil creeping up on her, we now know why she is glancing sideways coyly. She is waiting for the goose on the rear, or should that be rooster on the rear?
Nearby, we spotted this:
It has tusks, ram’s horns, and a heraldic shield, but other than that, we have no idea what it could possibly be. If this were the scion of your house, would you advertise it? We think not. Just go out and get yourself a new family crest. Perhaps a nice normal everyday unicorn.
We had hardly recovered from the end cap of the aisle with the above two abnormalities, when the next end cap, brought this:
I tell you, it was just one blow after another this week. We haven’t had a really bad velvet painting in a while, but just to make up for it, here is a pair:
Whew, we needed a break, and found it in the form of these next two signs:
This sign made me giggle too:
We were trying not to take a picture of yet another Last Supper, but really, how could you resist one in 3-D?
Then we realized the bad ceramics are still following us, and the boy in front was doing some serious photobombing. It’s funny what shows up in our photos without us even noticing it. Sometimes it even takes Deb’s better half to point it out to us. I think we are just obliviously single-minded sometimes.
We were not so blind, that this didn’t catch our eye. Particularly heinous examples of the genre. For heaven’s sake, Hawaii is a fabulous place; bring back some pearls, or a Hawaiian shirt. Maybe if the tourists would quit buying them, they would quit making them? Nah, probably not. Hang four and half everyone. (Didn’t even come close to a 10!)
Here is a “lovely” example of bad ceramics. The colors are so awful, we wonder what colorblind person bought it for someone as a gift. This peacock has a bad case of jaundice, and no amount of tomato juice will cure it. (I had to Google a cure!)