Yarn Bombed Tree

I heard about yarn bombing a few months ago, somewhere on the internet, but don't ask me how or when. It's just one of those things that and internally I said, "Huh...well, there you have it," and that was that. Until about three weeks ago when I was walking Jack early one morning and cut down a cross street that I rarely use. It runs in front of a knitting store. There's a large parking lot on the side and way back, by a side entrance, I noticed this:

So, Macon has been yarn bombed. Pretty cool. We are so very hip!