We were cruising the countryside near Springfield, Missouri, when this appeared on the side of the road. I have long been an admirer of 'found art', so we turned the car around and went back to the nursery where this accumulation of scrap iron resides.
The nursery owners were very gracious and we spent a while there. They told us this fellow had been on the pages of several arts and gardening magazines.
It is said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and it is okay if you don't think he's beautiful. I do.
I have a pile of old iron pieces in the garage, saved for the day when inspiration strikes!
In addition to the artistic tour, we brought home some stevia and Cuban oregano. It was a good day.