I got punk’d.




I love the cottage garden look in my yard. God blessed with an acre in the country, an established garden someone else originally paid for and a climate where you just throw stuff out the window and it will grow. I happily putter around in the dirt, uncounted hours spent encouraging a lush, English garden type of abundance. In June the effort starts to pay off with new flowers coming into bloom everyday! So my Summer morning ritual involves a cup of coffee and wandering around in my bathrobe like a crazy old lady, looking to see what’s new. Imagine my surprise today when I saw a new type of bird species! One I couldn’t even find in my “Western Oregon Birds” field guide!
Do you recognize it?!
yup. It’s this:
Robert Thompson, professor of popular culture at Syracuse University, paid tribute to the infamous bird that has been immortalized everywhere — from the John Waters’ movie Pink Flamingos, to bachelor parties and lawns across America.

“Let’s face it,” he said. “As iconic emblems of kitsch, there are two pillars of cheesy, campiness in the American pantheon. One is the velvet Elvis. The other is the pink flamingo.”
The birth of the plastic pink flamingo in 1957 coincided with the booming interest in Florida, Thompson said, making it possible for those in other parts of the country to have a little piece of the Sunshine State’s mystique in their yard.

By the late ’70s, according to Thompson, the pink flamingo became a symbol of bad taste. It was considered trash culture and embraced by folks with a wise-guy attitude.

Someone, who shall remain nameless, (but her name starts with K and has an A R I in it) knew that we were in Portland yesterday. She, being a GOOD friend, decided to help ratchet up the curb appeal by tucking some hideous pink plastic amongst the cabbage roses and purple lavender. It was a good laugh this morning, from a good friend. Thanks, Tink.

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About sparrowjourney

Christian homeschooling mom to three boys, married to my best friend, John, for over 20 years. I love gardening without gloves, learning history with my kids, cooking with lots of butter, serving others, great books, rich coffee, studying the Bible, camping outdoors, scrapbooking, vintage home decor, the smell of rain and cut grass, authentic people, poetry, laughing until your sides hurt, and babies. oh and black licorice is pretty awesome.
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