So, do you see it?
How about now?
This is the native plant plot at the Fairgrounds in Adel, Iowa where the Iowa Sheep and Wool Festival is going on this weekend. I made these out of scrap yarn last night with plans to tie them onto something today. Rusty chicken wire in the middle of a garden just didn't seem right, so I decided it should get the happy treatment.
I realize yarnbombing at a fiber festival is kind of, well, sissy, but it was broad daylight so I did feel a little brazen. I halfway expected the old farmer and his wife who were standing around behind me to object or ask me to stop, but they didn't. They were too deep in discussion over what Wormwood might be used for. It would be a lie to say I didn't feel a little invincible tying those things onto the wire and then strolling off. Maybe a bench cozy is in order for the park at home...maniacal laugh.
(I'm also giggling a little bit because some people who click on the link with this post's title will most defiantly NOT be looking for yarnbombing.)