Up in north Georgia between Helen and the Sautee Valley is a shop that specializes in gourds. Two pleasant looking middle-age women run it. They slightly resemble each other. They are probably sisters.
They have gourd bird houses, water dippers, flower pots, and it is endless of the clever things they made from gourds.
The yard and house is facing a curve of a bend (remember, this is the North Georgia Mountains). In the front yard is a scare crow looking thing about the height of a 10 or 12 year old boy. He has a gourd head. He is holding a long slim gourd and a round gourd with red baseball threads is hanging from a tree limb above. If you stand in at a certain angle it looks that the setup looks like the gourd-head kid is swinging a gourd baseball ball at a gourd ball.
However, if one is driving at a higher than legal rate of speed on the road out front and the person approaches the curve he or she might glance up at the property - at a quick glance it look, instead of a boy swinging a bat at a baseball, it might look as if the boy is holding a big erect penis upright.
On the edge of the road in front of the yard is a cross with flowers on it.