It was misting in the sleepy beach town at 5:00 a.m. when she arrived with yarn b*mbs in hand/trunk to spread yarny goodness to all who may notice. Jamba Juice employees just showing up for work and a few pups being taken for early morning walks were her only company. This was a lonely venture for the yarnivore, after days of solo crocheting, it was time. The day had arrived, International Yarn B*mbing Day, 2011! Hurrah!
Several parking meters offered up their stems to be covered in crochet as one crosswalk button and a street sweeping sign became yarn graffiti targets.
Where will the yarnivore bite next?
Veni, Vedi, Acubus Texui.
|parking meter bitten by the yarnivore|
|a flowery yarnivore bite|
|yarnivore bites the street sweeper sign|
|a pink yarnivore bite left for a hair salon|