Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Here Be Dragons

My landlady and good friend Eileen is a sculptor. Her gardens, her house, her breezeway, her friends houses all host some of her delightful wood and stone figures. It snowed the other day and when the plow was finished with the driveway I went out to find Eileen poking her shovel at the piles of snow mounded on one side of the drive. "There's a dragon in here," she said when she saw me, "and I'm trying to let it out."

I came home from work today to find a huge, white dragon, it's head guarding the front door, it's wings at rest, it's large hind foot bracing the lumpy, winding tail that curved down the length of the drive. I ran for my camera and took some shots in the waning light. I'm not as good a photographer as Eileen is a sculptor, but here is the Driveway Dragon that will protect us until next week's promised warm temperatures drive him away.

"Here be dragons" is a phrase used by cartographers to mark dangerous or unexplored territories. My driveway is hardly either but by Sir Patrick, here be a dragon...








5 comments:

Lee said...

Valcor!

meggie said...

Oh! How wonderful!

I love the fleeting Dragon.
I see cloud monsters all the time, & wonderful monsters lurk in all sorts of unexpected locations!

Barbara said...

How very cool to have your own personal dragon!

Canbush said...

They threatened us with snow today, dire warnings on the radio and TV. It didn't come. Nor did any dragons pass through although there is a seahorse amongst the shrubs, awaiting the next flood.

Ruth D~ said...

This is so cool. I love whimsy!