In our own way, here in Clapton, we have overthrown complacency, dull grey skies, and privilege. (We'd like to think so, anyway.) We submit the evidence of our hours of loved-up labour, a bit of community organising, and the commitment to getting up very early to install under the cover of darkness some art-for-all.
We are the Peaceable Yarn Army.
(Unfortunately, at our arrival back home after church, we discovered one tree had already been rendered naked. We are assuming it went to a home where it was needed. Stay warm, friend, whoever you are!)
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