One of my favourite parts of lace knitting is faggoting. There is something so aesthetically pleasing about a long column of simple faggoting. Every now and again, I cease working on my cape edging and take time out to admire the faggots. This I did earlier today.
Oh, my goodness… a glaring error revealed itself.
I have spent much of the afternoon in tinking back the edging. A horrible job, due to the nature of the mohair. I am glad to report that all is now well. My faggots look beautiful again and I can once more make forward progress.
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