Every neighborhood or town has one: the resident Crazy Lady. Maybe she has 40 cats or hoards junk in every room until she's confined to winding her way through a maze of trash.
Our neighborhood's Crazy Lady is largely unseen. She stands behind a thicket of untrimmed bushes, shrieking at the world when she's having a bad day.
On a good day, she decorates her trees with stuff like this:
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixWuBklWbIJtqdyIYrG6n-ErwfmS9hoWUVzQ_SFjnZHO5sxIlqzLtSzG6LE2qYdMFeNqNyYa_fYAOJMZVSsrmzK3YUHzsI9V97SfXaj5O0h7voA2giq5GPzF_P9Pox6Yb1i4aRXuzTeyA/s400/P1180799.JPG)
Parts of this are actually kind of disturbing:
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Euwww! Skull-printed black webbing! But the rest of the signage is in such happy colors:
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I have no idea what she's trying to say. Not sure she does, either. But I do love the message at bottom of the sign:
"Be a cultural creative: Love/Evolve!"![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzko2K2vh5xgpn1T5myQmYXBID6lOhz6W3oVTCz6gPdjUJjf4rovKZNZjpX02QthDqHyXcsVB2X7-dWTutOF7KxJeQF-exotjRhP-sp01EL0eYLej2Md14GL4lMBhMPV7NCBeRGJ2fSCo/s400/P1180802.JPG)
Those are pretty wise words, whether you're off your meds, or not.
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