My mom called me one day and was telling me about something she saw while she was in Yellow Springs, Ohio… an area where  “the artist-types live” … she’d seen where someone had knitted around telephone poles and street signs and such… and she just thought that was kind of…. bananas. I differed on this opinion… finding it clever and silly. Not long after this conversation, there was an article on “Yarn-bombing” in my local paper… and so… I had to comply!