In Which There are Cats. And Yarns.

This past weekend was a quick trip to see the BabyGirl.  As luck would have it, there was an art installation downtown, and I saw yarn-bombing!  In person!

Ole Yeller admires the first yarn-bombing she’s ever seen.

We saw this dog on the way to the Grassroots Coffee Shop. Grassroots had, sadly for me, stopped serving sandwiches at 2PM.

While we were sitting at our table in the coffee shop, I observed that we were being observed.

Well, that’s an awkward angle. Let’s try rotating the photo.

And using the handy zoom feature on the camera, we see…

Mr. Elf, possibly making note of who’s naughty and nice.

Then we went to a local co-op art gallery, The Wiregrass Gallery.  You can visit their FaceBook page here, at least I think the link will work. Y’all tell me if it doesn’t.

They were having a fund-raising event for breast cancer research, and since one of us (not me) had just had a biopsy and a clean bill of health, we participated.  For $5, one can decorate a bra, preferably not the one you are wearing, and it will be part of a display to raise awareness for breast cancer research.

Bras on Broad.  Really, we were on Broad Street, but aren’t there many fun things you can say about Bras on Broad.

Bras on Broads.

Bras on Board.

Broads, no bras.

Now you try.

Insert obligatory bra shot here.

 

In honor of a friend.

 

Then.  More yarn bombing.  BabyGirl offered to take a photo of me with said yarnage, but I declined.  I’m trying to KEEP my readers, not drive them away.

Sugar got very excited when he saw this photo, and breathed out, “That’s. An IVORYBILL.” Well, duh. Of course it is. And we thought it was extinct. Which reminds me of another Kilgo book: Deep Enough for Ivorybills. I have it, if you want to borrow it.

More yarn birdy types.

And a quick trip into a rug store.

Someone please buy this for BabyGirl. Only $1800.00. She’ll take a check.

This is the “Go Vols!” tree. (Not really.)

And in front of the dairy…

The cow says “Cheese”.

Oh, bull.

Then the next day, early church and photos of cats.

Bob-ra and Esquire.

You can read more about Bob-ra and Esquire by clicking here.

Esquire, which is also spelled T R O U B L E.

Yes, Bob-ra has no tail.  You  can read more about her here, or just go to the search bar on the main page of the blog and enter the word “Bob-ra”.

After good-byes all around, I headed for Carolina and home.  And a good time was had by all.

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8 Responses to “In Which There are Cats. And Yarns.”

  1. linda smith Says:

    What a cute little town……where is thomasville? Also loved the Ivorybill.

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  2. Becky Says:

    So the Chic-fila cow is pro-beef and also, a, er, treehugger! Loved the cat pictures, but seeing Esquire makes me heart hurt for Peanut. Sounds like y’all had a great visit, and congrats on the clean bill of health, too!

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    • ruthrawls Says:

      That weren’t no Chicka-fill cow. It were a derry cow. It was more like that cartoon CatDog. Girl cow on one side, and bull-loney on the other side.

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  3. Linda T Says:

    I had to go back and look at the pictures again after reading the comments. I lived in Tilla-hassy for 12 years and loved going to Thomasville.

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  4. letterfrombritain Says:

    Some seriously inspiring yarn-bombing there, Ruth!

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