It holds no overt judgment, but smug up there in its dark patience, knowing I'll be back. That I'm already in thrall to it.
In some places, it's four layers thick including the fleece base. I won't stress my grandma's small embroidery hoops that way. The big, FA Edmunds holds it snug.
Some test stitching went through it all like a hot knife through butter. Or, I'm just a brute.
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I've killed my fingers stitching through too many layers. Sounds like this cloth is soft enough?
i am a moth in this garden
The cloths are old and open, soft. The base, polar fleece, acts as if it's not even there. The only rub with fleece is that it stretches in one direction so you have to plan the orientation of your piece if you are building directly to the base.
There will be moths and fireflies
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