I don't go in for a lot of (ok, any) garden decoration- my space is at a premium, and I don't cherish bumping into winged-sprung-sparkly-glass crap on sticks whilst hoisting 50 pound boxes of wet dirt. And plants are pretty enough, thankyouverymuch.
But then I spotted Herman.
Can't remember where I picked him up, but he's in his third season with us. I really like the look on his face- nobody says "Yeah, whatev" quite like Herman.
Ahh, dear Herman, I have a lot to learn from you.