are you %$*@ing kidding me?!

a weave on the ground AND stick?! it's like the end of days!

stick, why are you there?

weave in garbage

like a diamond in the rough. where is it?

weave in a box...

a to-go box.

weave in a wheel

fall festivus

It's a weave-leaf snowman!


I think my neighbor used to put something similar on her door around this time of year.


Harvest time!

WARNING

The below images are of the graphic nature. Viewer discretion is advised.


Close up:

wherez my arizona fruit punch?

mimic weave

Like us, this weaveball thought this metal swirly sewer thing was pretty cool.

ringlet and binky

Scene: Baby and mother get into a fight. He wants his pacifer and she doesn't want him to have it. In the end, they're both losers: he loses the binky, she loses a perfect tornado-shaped lock of weave. There are never winners in the game of love (I'm not sure that applies, but go with it).

inauguration weave

Yes, an inauguration weave. Control yourself, people. Along with the whole Obama thing, this sure convinces me that this country is headed in the right direction. 2 perfectly curled locks remind me of what our president says: (something like) there is no liberal America, there is no conservative America, there is only the United States of America. Sure, but I think I'll stay in New York just in case that's not so true... Anyway, there is no right strand or left strand, there is only a piece of a weave wrapped around itself in its glory by a mentos wrapper on the ground.


You know, along with being the capitol of the free world, DC sure has a lot of weaves on the ground for the masses.



thanks Matt

april fresh weave

This dryer sheet was spotted in Brooklyn clinging to its better half- a weave. The picture is a little dark and hard to see, but trust.

wherez my 5 of spades?

With a weave and cigarette butts under a tree. On the ground.

weave of wonder

We received this gem from a faithful follower all the way up in Harlem. Not only did he send in interesting and controversial photos, we also received a striking and thalassic piece on the experience of finding it. (plus it's our first Harlem weave!)

then, when i was on the sidewalk right across the street from my door, as the bell tolled 2, i saw it. i felt a bit like a whaling ship captain when the first whale breaches the ocean surface. i have a lot of whaling experience so i can say that definitively. so there, tangled and tustled amidst the turbulent urban tempest of scaffolding, concrete, water bottle squirt-tops, and empty white castle burger-shells, she lay, the weave of wonder.





Now, we know what you might say: That? That's a hairball!
And you may be right- but who can know for sure? To us, it will always be a weave... of wonder.


thanks Brendan

wherez my weave?

It's on a dog's head! Special thanks to a loyal reader for taking this amazing photo and sending it in. We don't usually count weaves that are still on someone's head, but we'll make an exception since this is one stylish pooch and it's still very close to the ground.



thanks friend

wherez my cheezits?

With a weave. On the ground.


It may be a little blurry but there's no mistaking this entangled and unique weave on the ground. It made a friend. Meet Cheez-it.