Call me a knit-wit, but I've spent three weeks trying to discover why pieces of sculpture all over town are wearing new, handmade scarves.Yes, you may have heard the scarf story on TV (I didn't), but it's such a good one I can't resist weaving my own yarn.Several weeks ago, during that really chilly cold spell, I noticed a cozy scarf draped around the neck of a painted Fiberglas sheep in front of the Standard-Times."Nice idea," I thought, wondering which employee was responsible.
Then I spotted another scarf-wearing sheep next to City Hall.And another, by a lawyer's office on Harris Avenue.All the scarves looked different. Different colors, different material, different designs.Despite my needling, no one could say where the scarves came from — or why.The more I looked, Cartoon Dinosaur Make Stamp,the more scarf-wearing objects I found. Not just sheep, but everything from the bronze longhorn sculpture on Sherwood Way to the pink gorilla statue next to the Angelo Civic Theatre.
Not every statue had a scarf. Amusement Park Ride-Dinosaurs Ride,The Working Cowboy statue on Bryant Boulevard didn't. (Real cowboys don't wear fluffy scarves.)The Concho Pearl (or should we say "Purl") mermaid also was without a scarf. (Not to mention other missing clothing.)But I had no luck trying to weave those flimsy threads into a story. I still didn't have a stitch of information about who did it or why.
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