A few years ago, Kirk Stuart made news when his flock of 10 pink flamingos was kidnapped from his yard, then returned – as a flock of 20.
His wife, Cyndi, was gardening the other day when we dropped by, and she rolled her eyes at the subject.
“We’re up to 54 of them now,” she said. “Sometimes, they just show up.”
Kirk will let no flamingo go unused. In recent weeks, his property – on view from 128th Street – has been a can’t-miss yard for commuters.
“One day he had them marching across the yard in pairs,” one caller said. “The best one, though, was when they formed a giant peace sign.”
Cyndi has the attitude of a long-suffering wife married to a man she considers a bit batty.
“He loves them, he arranges them, he loves it when people stop by or honk,” she said.