Junk Food for the Dead, part 2

A few weeks ago I mentioned a roadside shrine for someone who presumably died in a traffic accident. The weather has taken its toll, so it had been looking like nothing but a rice bowl full of rain and a bunch of beer cans standing on the corner. Like garbage, I mean. Today I noticed two fresh bouquets of cellophane-wrapped flowers, but I couldn't help wondering when does something like this cease to be a monument and begin to be trash?