I am VERY SAD to report that Stonefridge is no more. Yesterday, we thought we were so clever, driving Poet Nephew out to this remote field with no explanation, hoping to blow him away with this piece of installation art (uh, craft?). BUT … it wasn’t there. Since the field abuts the Transfer Station (which is to say, city dump), we pulled up to the office there to inquire. The friendly staff lamented that just one month ago, the city deemed Stonefridge a nuisance: winds had toppled some of the units and graffitti artists (craftists?) had defaced them. Therefore, the assemblage was dismantled. The end. I ask you, How much more whimsy can This Planet afford to lose?