It's UnbWEAVEable

So I promised my sister Lyndses last week that I would post 2 weaves a week. EPIC FAIL on my part. So today I am posting 3 weaves. 1 to make up for only one posting last week and 2 for this week. I know it's UnbWEAVEable. Lyndses promises to keep me in weave she says there is so many in her hood. This first weave comes from the East Village on W. 4th and Bowery. I actually can't tell if that is some lost weave or a dead cat. You be the judge.



This next weave comes from her hood - Crown Heights in Brooklyn. One thing you should know about Lyndses is that she is a photographer. And it shows in this picture. When I catch weave I am just about getting the weave. She has caught the whole scene here. This weave is telling a story. Clearly it's garbage day. Was this weave in the trash and fell out? It is one of those things that make you go hmmmm



This weave comes from me. I found this at the Castro Muni station while waiting for the train a few weeks ago. I always love when I spot a weave. This was one of those awkward situations when people were walking up and I was trying to snap the shot without looking weird. I am sure I failed.

Lastly, Stephen last week started punning with the word weave. Well, you know I am a fan of that. Hence the title of today's post It's UnbWEAVEable. Here are a few more he came up with. If you can achieve it, weave it and Weave me alone.

Can you think of any? Comment. Or email me at randomweaves@hotmail.com and I will post them on here.