Think pink

With warmer weather, the flamingos in the back are now all out from under the snow, or at least, their heads, necks and bodies are all exposed. One has a broken leg, I guess from the weight of all the snow.

Tom keeps wanting to steal the Flamingo Motel sign and add that to the lawn decorations. I am not sure if Peggy or Debbie Kinder would be more upset. Debbie would be happy to have it gone from the Strip, but I think she might never come visit again if it were sitting in our front yard. It took Peggy a while to adjust to the fourteen pink flamingos we have, but she got into the spirit of things and for Christmas gave us one that she personally had decorated with a top hat, sunglasses and lots of beads. That one now guards the front door.