Update on orange things, and how is my yard art?

A few days before I left Memphis, I was told by a big honcho at work to mow my grass (I rent my house from a university) because one of my next door neighbors had complained of the tall grass. Well, I like the "wild look", my backyard looked like a pretty meadow filled with wildflowers. (front yard was mown short.) My neighbor didn't agree, obviously. He vacuums his lawn twice a day in case a leave falls on his grass. He keeps emergency windex ready in case a bird poops on a flower. How he could even SEE my back yard is a mystery. He must have had to climb the roof of his garage. Anyhow, he complained, so I had to get out that evening and mow the grass in 95 degree heat. The entire time I was cursing under my breath and plotting some sort of retaliation. After all, he had called my work instead of first talking to me about it! Then I thought, no, this neighbor needs kindness. I will make some nice yard art for him to look at from his patio!

I looked around the garage. Ah-ha - I spied an aluminum crutch left from when I broke my foot a few years ago. I taped a paper plate to it and wrote around the rim with bold magic marker, "I Used Crutches Until I Found God". I taped various pills and a cigarette on it, and planted the crutch art at the fence-line, facing his patio. I placed an empty wine bottle on top. Now he had something nice to look at all summer!! AND something interesting to ponder. I am wondering how it is weathering and if he's enjoying it?

Someone on the expat message board DID see the orange flying things: Actually we (my boyfriend, flatmate and me) saw it too!!! I don't know - about a week ago. Very strange! We wonder if it was some sort of military planes?

So, more expats had to comment:
1. are you all joking? or obsessed? they were red hearts! Beautiful shiny red hearts
2. ME: Maybe the hearts came out of the orange things while I wasn't looking?
3. uf ya uf. i can not help you guys. our friends have been traveling in space for eons to throw love on us. hearts!
4. Earlier in the thread I said they were spaceships. I stick to this. Everyone knows that spaceships are orange this year, it's the vogue color right now. They always have their foglights on, too.
5. Blue sky thinking: Has anyone considered that the orange round things in the sky might be... oranges?
6. That's food for thought.
7. Don't masticate over the idea too long, David.

Last night the kids and I were in my bedroom watching a Shirley Temple movie. I had the French doors to the patio open to let in the cool air. The movie was "The Little Princess" and it was just at the part where the Indian servant next door fixes up poor Shirley's bare, cold attic room in the boarding school while she is asleep. Remember? he decorates it, puts out slippers and robes, sets the table and puts food on it, lights a fire....when all of a sudden two dogs ran through the French door and jumped on the bed with us! The girls screamed bloody murder. The kind of screaming where they don't move, they just stand and scream. The dogs wagged their tails and the Beagle licked Defne's leg, and so she screamed even louder, her hair looked like it was sticking straight up. The father came running - I'm sure he thought Freddy was in my room. Then the lady who owns the dogs came running into my room. The maid ran in, Nihal ran in. The dogs barked and wagged their tails, the father yelled at the woman who owned the dog, the girls were still screaming, and through it all, I just wanted to see Shirley wake up and see her room....