October 10, 2009
What the...?
What's wrong with this picture?
How about a close-up...
...and how about if I share the question that lasered almost painfully through my brain when I discovered this upon coming home last night:
"Why the hell is the ball of green yarn that I know is in my firmly zippered shut knitting bag sitting on my fence?!"
I have my suspicions but, in the end, I suspect this will remain one of life's little mysteries.
Please tell us more!
Posted by: Carla on October 10, 2009 08:02 PMCarla, that's all I know! I suspect that my knitting bag was not as securely zippered as I thought, the ball of yarn fell out, and my lawnmower guy picked it up and put it on the fence. Still--it just Did. Not. Register. Then again I've been bested by a transparent cutting board so don't go by me.
Posted by: Ryan on October 10, 2009 08:20 PMAt least lawnmower guy didn't make off with it and leave you bereft!
Posted by: Kristen on October 10, 2009 08:45 PMThat's it in a nutshell, Kristin. After my first thought, my second was about how many worse-er things could've happened to the yarn and how the fact that it was sitting on my fence was actually a GOOD thing. I think THAT'S when my brain exploded....
Posted by: Ryan on October 10, 2009 09:01 PMI am wordless.
Posted by: Swapna on October 11, 2009 12:18 AMAt leat we know it's not a cat conspiracy.
Posted by: Jen Anderson on October 11, 2009 09:11 AMMaybe it wanted to enjoy the lovely fall weather before being trapped inside all winter. ;^)
Posted by: Cookie on October 11, 2009 10:25 AMPeri-mental-pause
Posted by: bertalou on October 11, 2009 10:55 AMBefore I saw the close-up I thought it was a squirrel butt sitting on your fence. Thank goodness it didn't rain last night. Probably wanted just a little facial with morning dew 'n all. I think your Karma's pretty good actually!
Posted by: Linda "K" on October 11, 2009 02:20 PMMaybe you dropped it and a neighbor put it there because he/she knew it could only be yours?
Posted by: Batty on October 11, 2009 02:27 PMStep away from it. It is not your yarn.
Autumn has arrived in the Pacific Northwest, and all the round green things growing in lawns is not yarn. It is moss. Moss does not knit well. Put it in the compost bin.
Now, if only you wound yarn cakes this sort of mistake simply wouldn't happen...
Posted by: Gail "hey-would-you-shake-up-this-bottle-of-juice-for-me" on October 11, 2009 07:20 PMOK, of course you know, now everyday, you need to check your fence for more balls of yarn, in case you are unknowingly in a remake of the Hitchcock thriller "THE BIRDS", in which you are stalked and eventually attacked by various sized balls of yarn........
Posted by: Pat, formerly from Virginia on October 12, 2009 03:36 AMhee. hee hee hee.
Posted by: Rebecca on October 12, 2009 12:23 PMI think the squirrels were trying to steal it and were thwarted. They needed something to start knitting up their little good-enough ganseys.
Posted by: Laurie on October 12, 2009 12:24 PMOOOHHH! I wouldn't mind being stalked by (good) yarn! With my luck, it would be all acrylic in really ugly day-glo colors . . . ;o)
Posted by: Leslie on October 15, 2009 11:25 AM