On the blustery weekday afternoon I drove through Harwood, a solitary pedestrian was the only manifestation of humanity. Yet the place was not unmitigated gloom. Amid a grove of teatree on a roadside section I spied a hand-lettered sign proclaiming “Waggenheim Exhibition,” a droll collection of creatures cleverly formed by welding discarded tools together. Small signs identified each spe­cies. The Terra Dock Tail was a brown, rabbit-sized crea­ture with overtones of armadillo and giant ant. A fine peacock had been fabricated from metal rakes, an albatross from saws and shovels. Stick figures made from metal rods belonged to the Anorexia Family, and a wonderful praying mantis with a crosscut saw blade for a body perfectly cap­tured the attitude of the insect.