Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

We're having gorgeous weather, and although we know it means drought and fires, the heart soars in joy for the beauties of spring. We've searched several places for a birdbath for our yard, this being our anniversary present to ourselves, but everything is either breakable or gaudy or both. We tried again today, but the lines were so long at a couple of nurseries that we gave up, and we won't try again on a weekend. THe whole world wants to plant flowers and tomatoes and blossoming trees. I understand. We want OUT of our houses and away from our laptops. I have discovered that garden statuary is pretty junky and ugly. We both like the Mexican pottery, but it's too bright and busy for our yard. The metal birdbaths are adorned with herons or splashing birds, turtles or frogs. Nice for the grandsons but not really our taste. My brother used to send terrible garden decorations that I couldn't bear to put in the yard. I gave them away, except for a resin fox that has orange fur. My brother was a redhead so I keep it behind a jade plant so I see it going up to the front door. But I would never have chosen it. Recently our younger son gave us a statue of a cat, white, with a broken off ear and another fracture. He said they were going to put it in the trash, and I think we are going to get to there. It's like having a wounded animal statue. My husband and I will find something we really want, but it seems like it going to take a while. Oh, well, it keeps us busy.