Can you see her? Tucked up against the tree? She is there every single day whether it is 105 degrees outside or whether there is snow on the ground. Her clothes change with the seasons. When it snowed this winter, she actually had on a fur coat. At Easter, she was holding either an Easter basket or an Easter purse (couldn't tell from the road). She sometimes changes positions in the rock garden. My sister, Becky and I have wondered about her. We would love to know her story. Is she simply a "scarecrow lady" to frighten away some critters or is she in memory of a lost daughter? Anyone know her story?