In our previous installment, you saw signs of the forthcoming spring as heralded through the exhibits at the 2014 Indiana Flower and Patio Show. While flowers were the star attraction, they weren’t the only uncommon objects on site. The two buildings that contained this year’s show were filled with various examples of gardens, patios, spas, tools, local repairmen, self-employed salespeople, As Seen on TV hucksters, chocolate stands, and concrete constructions we’ll never be able to afford.
Also, someone turned a piano into a fountain. See, music lovers, this is what happens when you walk away from your talent and abandon your instrument: someone jams a hose in it and turns it into their patio centerpiece.
Is a piano too small for your decorating needs? Can you measure your backyard in square miles rather than quarter-acres? Is your motto “Go Big AND Go Home”? Here’s a thought: boxcars. Crane a few of these onto your property, stack them like Legos, sweep out the hobo dust, splash some paint here and there, treat the insides like a series of sun rooms, set up a velvet rope, and wait for your friends and neighbors to line up and wait their turn to party inside. Trust us: someday, boxcar chic is gonna be huge.
Alternatively, you can make the most of your current leisure-vehicle collection and better accessorize to suit your personality. Granted, Hanna-Barbera seems like an outdated choice for a trailer sticker. Is the use of Rosie intentionally ironic, perhaps? Your guests will small-talk each other for hours trying to answer that riddle.
Speaking of optional vehicles: I’m a major fan of food trucks, but my wife and I don’t drink alcohol. I felt obligated to note its existence here for the record even though their products weren’t for us and driving-for-drinking sends a kind of weird mixed signal.
Ready for another round of wonders? Not sure which way to turn? If the line of visitors flowing from one building to the other isn’t guidance enough, bonus clues are provided.
GATOR! Just the thing to bring your dull pool party to life. Swimming laps is okay, water volleyball is better, and wandering around the poolside without even touching the water is an insult to the host. But if you can convince one partygoer there’s a predator on the premises, all signs of boredom will fly away. By the time the crowd notices it’s only three feet long and not moving, they’ll be too giddy from the adrenalin jump-start to punch you in the shoulder for your cheesy prank. Money well spent.
Y’know what else a crowd loves? Live music. Sure, you could spend ten bucks to hire a bar band, or you could ask your nephew show off his piano lessons. OH, WAIT. Your piano is already in the middle of the lawn with Niagara Falls gushing through its innards. Silly, forgetful you! Might we instead suggest setting up permanent, natural instruments out back? Let your younger relatives hone their musical chops on this tree-trunk drum kit. Assuming they remember to bring their own drumsticks, they’ll be too excited and amateurish to complain about how every piece sounds exactly the same when hit. With the right connections they might quickly be asked to sign a major-label record deal anyway.
“But Mr. Golden,” you interrupt because you’ve forgotten your place here, “No one pays attention to live musicians at a garden party, do they? Can’t I have something standing by that’s like a musician but won’t stuff fistfuls of our hors d’oeuvre into its pockets? Also, can it resemble an adorable six-foot teddy bear for reasons I’m not willing to discuss in public?” You’ll be happy to know America’s premier topiary scientists are way ahead of you. Topiary Chuck Beary here is sculpted and ready to stand on your deck, blend into the background, and pretend to strum along to whatever hoary melodies emerge from your karaoke machine. You’ll note this model was so convincing, visitors were tossing loose change into its open guitar case as if it really were a needy street performer.
If your guests are too highfalutin’ to be impressed by these delightful artifacts and threaten to bail out early on your fiesta, maintain your composure and dignity as you bid them farewell. For good measure, though, plant one of these signs near the exit so you can point them toward it and express your fond wish that they’d get off your property immediately and move as far away from you as possible.
See you next year!
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Hey this is really cool! I sort of like the piano-waterfall. and your previous flower post makes me want to visit the Buffalo Botanical Gardens SOON.
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Here in Indy we have the White River Gardens, but we’ve never been. They tend to be overshadowed by their larger, showier neighbor, the Indianapolis Zoo. Come to think of it, that might something new for us to try this year…
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yeah! I can’t remember going to the Gardens here…might’ve been really little. I’m going to try to do more local stuff this summer. Inspired by your posts, so thanks.
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Hey, my pleasure. 🙂 I used to think my hometown was a crashing bore when I was young, but the older I get, the more I enjoy getting out of the house and really digging into the areas around us. Lots to do if we just keep our eyes open.
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Not to be a total nerd about it, but seeing the piano fountain photo made me a little sad. The mass produced upright cabinet piano was a technological marvel in its day.
–Morgan Howland
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I was a little bummed about it myself because I grew up with one that took up a lot of space in our townhouse. I can’t recall the brand, only that the name had a “C” in it that just so happened to line up with the middle-C key. My grandma taught me a few simple songs on it, but I never took full-fledged lessons. I have a lot of warm memories of her playing forgotten old songs on it from time to time…as long as the neighbors didn’t complain, anyway.
My aunt has it now, but it’s just serving as a very large knickknack shelf.
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I actually posted an entry on the history of the upright piano on my blog as part of musical history. Seeing it as an objet d’art in your blog made me feel a little weird.
–Morgan Howland
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There’s nothing like a little garden whimsy, and you’ve shown just how far it can be taken with these exhibits. The drum set is my favorite. The player piano fountain, not so much. What a fun way to spend the day.
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Thanks! It’s always a blast, especially with Anne’s grandmother along for the ride. I push her along in her wheelchair (age 86 and still humming along). She stops us every 40-50 feet so she can see the flowers up close and talk to strangers in proud tones about embarrassing subjects. I left those parts out for the sake of my readership. 😀
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