Frikkin’ trees. Mulch ‘em all, let the worms sort them out: that’s my motto.
(Found by Kalissa. Warning: samba music.)
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When we sold our house, our realtor’s photographer Photoshopped out the burn pit in our backyard. He did a really good job, but I worried that people would show up to see the house and be confused about when the circle of dirt surrounded by chairs showed up.
When we sold our house, our realtor’s photographer Photoshopped out the burn pit in our backyard. He did a really good job, but I worried that people would show up to see the house and be confused about when the circle of dirt surrounded by chairs showed up.
When we sold our house, our realtor’s photographer Photoshopped out the burn pit in our backyard. He did a really good job, but I worried that people would show up to see the house and be confused about when the circle of dirt surrounded by chairs showed up.
When we sold our house, our realtor’s photographer Photoshopped out the burn pit in our backyard. He did a really good job, but I worried that people would show up to see the house and be confused about when the circle of dirt surrounded by chairs showed up.
How about a test on these sites letting us know the thing is violently LOUD when clicked on? Hmmmmmmm??
At first glance I thought it was a cemetery.
It’s an entire Stonehenge built out of 18″ high stones.
Clearly this is some kind of sacrificial altar and Chair is there presiding over the ritual.
Well, Galadriel, it is something of a tree cemetery. There is something very spooky about it.
Ah, Stumphenge … where the tiny druids gather in pagan glory. Each chair seats six. Reservations recommended. Stumphenge is a non-smoking venue.
The house is in Sherwood Forest… the tree stumps are where Robin Hood and his mighty men used to meet and drink.
My oh my, it’s Stump-Henge!
i thought it was a cemetery too!
Ha! To give credit: I was behind in my comment approving, and those Stumphenges were all written before any of the comments were up… which is a tad unnerving.
I was behind in my comment approving, and those Stumphenges were all written before any of the comments were up.
Which is precisely why comments should not be moderated, and why you should check my website for D15C0UNT MEDZ!
The design for Stumphenge mistakenly specified 18″ tall and not 18′ tall as the owners envisioned it.
Suburbia: where they cut the trees down and name the streets after them.
Many years ago there was a commercial with the statement: ‘I hate trees. They mess up your yard and steal your food.’ Obviously these people were the origin.
Dawne
Why buy more expensive plastic lawn furniture when you can chop down trees and let people sit on stumps instead?
Not stumps. Tree segments. For sitting around the “campfire” Boy Scout-style.
….and it’s STILL SHADY!!
Oh my god! I thought Chair was trapped in a grave yard at first glance! Thank god he was only in a faery ring