A Scarsdale lawn one spring morning

Submitted by shirlie williams April 7th, 2010
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This was very odd they appeared one morning out of the blue on the front lawn of a very posh house in Scarsdale NY, then they were gone by the evening.. In 2 weeks we hardly saw any life on this street apart from the daily gardeners, I wonder were the flamingos went ? Not in my suitcase thats for sure,no wonder Target had none left.

11 Responses to “A Scarsdale lawn one spring morning”

  1. Allee Willis

    I’m so not a fan of repro plastic pink flamingos with their wrong shade of Pepto-Bismol pink but the owner of this front lawn has taken it so far that kudos must be given! At least they had the good sense to take them down by nightfall but what on earth could they have been there for in the first place?? The way they’re grouped is really strange, many of them not even standing up straight. But then the way those dirt paths are cut are pretty out there too.

  2. MyFunCloset

    In high school it was not uncommon to “T-P” someones yard on a Friday or Saturday night. Other forms of affection were area “for sale” signs… so why not flamingos? Shirley, was this on a weekend that you snapped this?

  3. Nessa

    I read once about a business that would ‘pink flamingo’ somebody’s lawn as a gag (for a fee.)

    Maybe something similar is going on here?

  4. Mark Milligan

    In some communities they get passed from yard to yard among friends as a joke. I never put that many out that’s something. It can be particularly good when planted outside during black tie events so the patrons can feast in their glory as they depart.

  5. shirlie williams

    Yes it was a weekend that could explain it….If I had woken up and they had been on my lawn I would have thought I had died and gone to Heaven….

  6. Mark Milligan

    Allee that is great. Reminds me of a joke when I was a kid that I can’t quite remember, but in the 60’s, people were always saying “death to..(whatever they didn’t like)”

    Somewhere in the 60’s a crowd gathers yelling:
    “Death to repro!”
    “Death to repro!”
    heard under someone’s breath: “who’s Repro?”

    I think “Death to Repro” would make a great title for a book.