On June 5, in this blog-space, I rambled on about my purist preference for a simple presentation of a 'two-stone' inuksuk (top photo). Six days later, I drove past the same spot, and discovered someone had cut the grass. Suddenly, the inuksuk was three stones - not two! The inuksuk is still impressively balanced and even more showy. What to do? What to do? Well...nothing. It is what it is. But next time I go by, I'm tempted to stop and check for glue. And now that I'm in my 80th year, I'm beginning to think I have too much time on my hands.
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