My late mother brought many Thai traditions with her when she came to live in the U.S. Among them was the spirit house that stands atop a pillar in the backyard. Brightly painted when it arrived here years ago, it has since faded, but its beauty has only grown with each raindrop and gust of wind. [A discussion of spirit houses can be found here.]
As is typical of our family, the spirit house shares part of the garden with a statue of St. Francis of Assisi [out of the frame].