This weekend I was putting about 8 lbs of unnecessary junk mail I regularly receive (not online, but in my real life mailbox) into the trash (I know I should recycle that stuff but I keep thinking, “what can they possibly remake out of 83 notices from my homeowner’s association saying that I do not recycle properly?”) when I noticed an interesting catalogue. I won’t say what it’s called so I can’t get sued, but it has the word “Solutions” in the name and then no other words. Their tag line is “Products that make life easier.”
The first thing I noticed about this catalogue is that my backyard/garden (basically the area where I kill baby cherry tomatoes) must be having a very difficult time of it. For instance, the suffering would be greatly reduced if I were to order, “A Glass Bird that Waters my Plants for Me.” What a thoughtful little critter! (as pictured below)
And speaking of birds, the hummingbirds in my neighborhood are being overflown and therefore utterly exhausted, so I really ought to be offering them a “Hummingbird Perch/Swing” (pictured below) to rest their weary wings. Yes! That’s why I need this perch, or (come to think of it) it could be because they need to be enticed back into the vicinity after taking one look at the “Glass Bird” (above) and squawking out a warning to one another, “Stay the f**k away from that woman’s yard. Do you see what she does to us? It’s like the Tin-Man of Hummingbirds.”
Once all the hummingbirds reflock to my grounds because of the ample seating (since I will now provide Flapaloungers – – hey, it’s only right, Barcaloungers are for dogs, right?) I must now purchase an “Ant Moat,” (pictured below) but one shaped like an umbrella. (Description: As ants head for the hummingbirds’ food, they become trapped in the moat and never make it to the nectar in the hummingbird feeder!) Wait, what is this?? The perches weren’t enough – I have to feed hummingbirds as well?
Meanwhile Fruit Flies (in YOUR garden, not mine as I have zero fruit) have gradually increased their intelligence so much so, that now we need to trick their pesky little brains into thinking a trap disguised as a mushroom won’t hurt them. When my daughter takes her SAT’s this spring, I am going to ask what some of her Fruit Fly friend’s scores were as a means of comparison.
There’s also a “Mosquito Manager” which is a blanket treated with a proprietary formula that repels those itchy blood suckers PLUS fleas and ticks as well. Oh! And a “Runaway Rodent!” (not a sadistic sequel to the children’s book, “Runaway Bunny” I promise!) which plugs into any outdoor outlet and emits a soundwave that gives Rats the idea your yard would be undesirable. Fortunately it speaks nicely to hamsters and gerbils so they won’t be offended. Beware! Batch 2027cx is being recalled. It seems some practical joker engineer (some DO have a sense of humor) wired the contraption so that after shooing the rodents from the yard, it invites them into the kitchen for a spot of tea.
But as you may have noticed, I’m not going to show you those silly products in photos because I am far too eager to show you the one product that will render all these other gizmos and gadgets completely useless, allowing you to gather them all up for your next garage sale. Ready?I’ve made it a thumb-sized photo so I don’t disturb my Dear Readers with it’s girth, but as you can plainly see, it’s none other than “A Sasquach” lovingly crafted as a life-size garden sculpture!! Guaranteed to scare any and all the wildlife (mentioned above) away forever.
Will even control the wild neighborhood children population; plus their parents will thank you for brand new, creative nightmares. “Monsters under your bed was getting really trite, Susie. But Big Foot in Stephanie’s (our menopausal neighbor’s) garden? Now that’s something for me to blog about!”
I can’t end here on a scary, negative note, so let me introduce two adorable things that will also solve some yard issues for you.
And “A Garden Notepad” (pictured at left) because this is the first place my children look when they come home from school for instructions from me. Sometimes I tell them to grab a quick n’ easy snack of roses or dandelions; other times I ask them to please do their homework on the fallen plank of our fence.
Once in a blue moon, I will scribble a note for my lover to head around back to see how provocatively my hosed is dressed today.
But ultimately, you’re gonna have to swallow your pride and order this last item in the catalogue, because it only makes sense. Wait for it – – “A Fake Ivy Fence!” With all the comings and goings, repellings and lurings, love notes and seductive hoses – – any conscientious, good neighbor will want to conceal their Nature Scenic Soap Opera from other homeowners. After all, getting a warning in the mail about improper recycling is nothing compared to being reported for “Lunatic Landscaping.”
So fess up (please?) in the comments section and tell me what the most inane gimmick was that you succumbed to. Did you immediately regret it?