Why I Like My Neighborhood

As I drove out of my street yesterday I passed our mailboxes and nearly drove off the road when I spotted this:

ALOHA!

Her mysterious arrival cracked me up.  I was out all day but when I drove home at dusk, there she was to greet me.  She had survived a couple of torrential downpours and looked fine.

Two of my neighbors were sitting on their porches and a quick survey revealed that while everyone has noticed her, no one would take responsibility for putting her there.

I love it.

We're all wondering how long she will last, as we have heavy bicycle, scooter, dog-walking, running, and leisure strolling that goes past this mailbox every day.

Some mysteries are just fun, and don't need to be solved.

UPDATE, posted on August 20th:
Alas, this morning the Hula Girl (aka "loose woman" as a friend referred to her) has disappeared.  And just when I was planning on glue-ing her to the top of the mailboxes so that she would be a permanent resident.  Darn, I missed my chance and she's now gone.  Curses!  "Easy come, easy go," I guess.  I will miss her.

UPDATE, posted on August 26th:
My tangling buddy Susie Ng in Thailand just sent me the following message, which has solved all questions about Hula Girl's disappearance: 
"I know you are not going to believe this, but I saw your loose woman. Have you seen the trucker movie Joyride 3? She appears about 10 min into the film and only for 2-3 seconds, when the front credits start. I am not kidding. Straw skirt and a guitar or whatever that is.
Anyway, now we know where she is (or has been) and that she once had a Hollywood engagement."

Really, you cannot go anywhere these days without being spotted and identified online.  And from the other side of the planet!  Priceless.