This old house has so much character that just wanted to crochet everywhere on it. Alas, all I had with me was this little orange tag. It's in a very cool and very steep neighborhood in L.A., on Clifton St. Our friend Alex had us over for a barbecue before the L.A. Burning Man Decompression Party, so this tag is named Decom. Note to self: always carry a few spare tags as you never know when you'll need them.
Closer to home, a friend told me about a sign post that really needed a tag. When I found it, I realized that this was an Emergency. Even though CalTrans or whoever had already attempted a caution tape tag, this pole was in dire need of a yarn tag, so I obliged. (BTW, sorry about the changes in font; they seem to occur randomly and I haven't figured out yet how to control this "feature". )
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