I had a lovely surprise when I visited the Carlton library last week. The trees that line the middle of the grassy verge had been Christmassy yarn bombed! What a beautiful idea and how smart they looked. Carlton has always been a fascinating place. One of the first inner urban areas of Melbourne to attract artists, writers, poets and musicians on a grand scale. It has great eating places, is very multicultural and I can almost remember going to some really good parties there when I was a young knitter.
I have always hung out in libraries and loved reading what the late great Mr Bradbury said about them “I spent three days a week for 10 years educating myself in the public library, and it’s better than college. People should educate themselves – you can get a complete education for no money. At the end of 10 years, I had read every book in the library and I’d written a thousand stories.”
I finish with this ATTD (attention to tiny detail) piece. It sits shyly on the bike rack and has tiny daisies and a beautiful butterfly. I had nothing to do with any of it unless connecting and feeling happy counts. and maybe the odd repair here and now.