The Gnome Knows

I love garden gnomes. I have what could loosely be called a collection; if collection means a gathering of any objects that number collectively more than nine. If that definition is true, then technically I have a collection of leftover takeout in the fridge. Some might also call that a compost heap. But I digress…

Anyhoo, I do myself the gnomes. I have five outside in various plants and then the two on my main picture windowsill. Their names are Pete and Skeet. The gnome photographed above goes by the name of Skeet, from the aforementioned Pete and Skeet. Pete (not pictured for his fear of invasion of privacy) appears in a upright, mostly stoic stance, while Skeet is more laid back, lounging on his luscious shrooms. You can’t be going around with your hand in your trousers a la Ted Bundy of Married With Children with the name of Pete… that must be left to the Skeets of the world.