I have long loved yarn bombing. It seems to be everywhere.
I have found it on vacations in various places
New York City
I think of it as a link knitters share through a silent weave of fiber left by hands usually unseen.
It is immediately recognized by knitters and non-knitters alike.
I have longed to yarn bomb something, anything. . . but what?
In preparation I obtained a knitting machine and after a long winter of practice I was ready.
I identifying a good object for yarn bombing, went to my local big store and bought several skeins of brightly colored acrylic yarn. I spent an entire afternoon and a good part of the evening knitting my first piece. It took an hour and half to seam the fabric to the tree -
it covers about 6 feet of tree trunk.
Now I'm hooked and want to do the rest of the stand . . .