Keeping tabs on people visiting

Josie had the great idea of getting people to tie ribbons to the fence to record their visit. Once again the Scrap Store came up trumps with a multitude of fabrics we'd collected in our junk sprees at the SS. As will be vouched, I am the very worst person at the Store- I can think of things to make with practically everything I see..... hence massive load of junk at home!

I love the concept of the ribbons hanging there, moving in the breeze, as people, dogs, horses etc come past and wonder what these fabric strips are there for, what do they represent, who tied them there, when did they tie them? I also am intrigued to see how long they last for- they are made of manmade (mainly nylon) fabrics so it will be interesting to see how they degrade in the cold damp frosty air we get up here in the winter. will they be shredded into nothing, or perhaps not change at all?Reminds me of the prayer flags you find in Tibet and Nepal, high up in the mountains, flapping in the breeze. not quite as poetic here... but still holds meaning- it demonstrates that people have been here, have experienced something they would not have done otherwise. This little patch of the world has been changed for ever.