While sweeping the porch one day, I knocked over my precious gnome. He was older, even though I had only purchased him a couple of years ago at a yard sale for nearly nothing. I loved him, but he has cracks on the front. So, I decided to give him a proper burial beside the butterfly bush.
In his place popped up 3 new old gnomes. Well, actually, I bought them at Good Juju last Friday and they are a different style - shorter, less childish-looking, and more expensive. Now I have them until I sweep the porch one day or knock one over with a rake. And I'll give them a proper burial.