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New Ramona

About ten years or so ago we bought a garden ornament of a seated Native American woman called "Ramona With Jug".  We put her on the front porch at first, then moved her to the front of the house where more people could see her.  Cindy loved working in the front yard under Ramona's inspiration and would sometimes clip a rose and leave it on the jug in Ramona's lap.

Several people had asked us if the piece was by San Diego sculptor Donal Hord, but this was a mass-produced piece we bought at a nursery.  Unfortunately, about a year ago some low-life with more brawn than brains just stole her right off the porch, and we've missed her presence ever since.

When we were mulling over what to do for our anniversary at the end of July, I suggested going back to the nursery to see if they had another copy.  They didn't, but referred us to a place across the highway that was able to order one for us.

So we picked her up yesterday and installed her in the back yard on top of the wall by the fence.  Getting her out of the car and onto the wall was a major engineering feat involving a hand truck, ramps, levers and a stack of wood so we could slide her from the hand truck to the wall without actually having to pick her up.  She's HEAVY--I don't know how the scumbag who stole the original one did it, but I hope it cost him a hernia and a couple of slipped disks for his trouble.

Anyway, we finally got her into her new place in the back yard, where we can enjoy her presence while we're back there.

That should make her much less vulnerable to human thieves and, as far as we know, ground squirrels don't like to eat clay.