I bought a garden gnome while buying some last minute Easter candy a couple of weeks ago. He sat on my piano while I decided what to do with him. Now he's hiding in my front yard. If, when I was seventeen, you told me that I would be the proud owner of a gnome of any sort a decade hence, I would have taken offense. I would, sir, have taken offense. But here it is. Nephi was quite startled when I plucked the courage to unveil the little man--he never saw it in my character. But here it is. And here is where he shall stay. Unless he decides to see the world, a la Amelie.
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I always really wanted to steal a gnome and have it travel the world like in Amelie. Now I know where to find one!
Mr. Gnome should be very happy inside your Matchstick fence if he decides to stay there. ;)
I have a handmade, handpainted, ceramic mushroom in my yard that my husband hates. But, quite uncharactistically, I love it. Have you gone to the garden shop on 3300 South? That's where I got it.
But...he's so...CUTE.
Jason keeps out garden gnome in the shower. The little gnome is always leering at me from above when I clean myself.
hiding in my bush
I am a gnome of the world
wanna see Tuscon
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