Four Poles of Yarn

After leaving work I rode through the outer suburbs when I spotted these yarn-bombed poles. They were old, faded and weathered but still shone with the time and care someone put into making them in the first place.

I had a productive day that involved a run, work, cleaning the house, some homework, my scene-a-day, and now of course, my blip. In there somewhere was also a nap, just twenty minutes but I think it definitely helped allow all the rest of the things to get done.

- Damian