The Bee was one of three locations in town that were tagged with a piece of art graffiti last weekend. We felt all warm and fuzzy to come in to work on Monday and find a multicolored work of art that had been “crafted especially for you by Cosmic Knittas,” according to a tag that was attached to the knitted piece. Some time over the weekend, someone made their way (carefully, we noticed, and appreciated) through the garden in front of The Bee building at 5 Church Hill Road and affixed what looks like a pole scarf to the pole of our clock. The scarf is about 9 inches wide by 41 inches tall, and was done in honor of the 2nd Annual International Yarn Bombing Day.

There was a lot of red, white, and blue and a lot of happy faces at a gathering held Saturday afternoon, under the Dickinson Pavilion, as the friends and family of 2010 NHS graduate and US Marine Corps Lance Corporal Andrew Buonocore welcomed him home, following his tour in Afghanistan. If you see him around town while he’s on leave this month, give him the high five. He’s happy to be back stateside.

Lisa Agresta, editor of the online family magazine Macaroni Kids, hosted the Womanologie event this past Friday evening, June 8, at Capellaro’s Grove in Bethel, to benefit the proposed Everwonder Children’s Museum. It was an evening of showcasing the businesses of area women, as well as a night of speakers, food, wine, raffles, and fun geared toward destressing busy women’s lives. I wound myself between the hundreds of ankles filling the room, and overheard Everwonder Museum founder Kristin Chiriatti telling a friend that she is pleased with the support the project is getting. I give a children’s museum in Newtown two paws up, and from the number of women present Friday night, I think I am not alone in that enthusiasm.

We had a visitor at The Bee office late last week. Marjorie Czarsty, an amazing seamstress, stopped by to show us her “Pinghu,” a stuffed penguin she created from old sweaters, for her granddaughter. Marjorie volunteers with The Cornerstone in Newtown, and rather than toss out the old wool sweaters the consignment shop receives that can’t be sold, she cuts them up, felts the pieces, and creates felted wool purses — and penguins. Marjorie even knitted little mittens for the penguin. Pinghu is already destined for his new home, in the arms of Marjorie’s granddaughter.

Barbara Bigham joined her Skidmore College classmates earlier this month for a 50th class reunion… and then headed home to celebrate her 50th anniversary with husband Ken. Ken and Barbara tied the knot on June 12, 1962, just nine days after she graduated from Skidmore. Son Steve says that they have lived happily ever after, for many years in Newtown, and now in Oxford. Congratulations to Barbara and Ken on five decades of wedded bliss!

Best wishes for a speedy recovery to Lions Club member Wayland Johnson, who is in the hospital, recovering from surgery. According to his wife, Diana, all went well with the surgery. He’s pretty tuckered out, though, and requests no visitors in the hospital. “However,” Diana says, “when he returns home, well, that is a different story!”

Will Smith —I mean Agent J — in Men in Black 3 was only half as interesting to me as another star in the new film, released last week. The Newtown Bee looked pretty good to me, in its role as a New York newspaper from the 1960s. Our local paper got its bit part back in 2010, when The Bee was approached to provide newspapers for the then-in production movie; only a broadleaf newspaper would fit the bill for the time era depicted. Who knows? Maybe a star is born!

My publisher asked me to include a “thank you” in this week’s column to the woman behind him on Elm Drive last weekend, as he was driving his garden machine, heading to The Pleasance to do some maintenance. His favorite rake, with yellow handle, fell out the back of the machine, and he was not aware it was gone until a car pulled up beside him at the Stop sign, hailed him, and this woman showed him the rake that she had with her in the front seat. Turns out she had seen it fall, stopped her car to get it, and was happy to hand it back to him. He doesn’t know her name, but he is grateful that she took the time to recover his favorite garden tool for him. See? It is nicer…

C.H. Booth Library curator Mary Thomas has put together a collection of 20th Century wedding dresses, on display in the Mary Hawley dining room, on the third floor, now through July 7. Whether you are hearing wedding bells or not, it’s a lovely exhibit to visit. The collection can be viewed during regular library hours, listed at chboothlibrary.org.

I was up in the air as to what to do this weekend, when this note appeared in my mailbox: Saturday, June 16, is World Juggling Day and The Newtown Juggling & Circus Arts Club will be joining juggling worldwide, hosting a celebration to celebrate the founding of The International Jugglers’ Association (IJA), in June 1947. All are invited to join club members at 7:15 pm, at The Pleasance. As day yields to night, says John Wisnieff, “we will be getting out ‘light up’ juggling balls and ‘light up’ juggling clubs, which should be a treat. As usual, beginners and experts alike are welcome and we will giving juggling lessons to anyone interested.” Contact John at 203-511-7434 or jwisnieff@gmail.com, or search for Newtown Juggling on Facebook, if the weather turns sour that day or for additional information.

Seems like an evening of juggling is the perfect way to spend some pre-Father’s Day time with your dad. After all, isn’t he the one who has juggled his schedule over the years to make time for you? Happy Father’s Day, to all the dads in town!

I can’t let this week end without offering congratulations to all of the NHS Class of 2012, who will be alumni by the next time my paw prints go to press. Good luck, to one and all!

Between Father’s Day, Summer Solstice, and graduation, there’ll be lots of celebrating going on next week, I’m sure. Be good, be careful, and behave, as a wise cat once (or twice, or thrice) told me. And don’t forget next week to… Read me again.