The time had come. We’d enjoyed using our rigid heddle looms, made enough scarves for the population of the whole world, and even mastered pick up sticks. We could put it off no longer. And so, fortified with Sharon’s cake, and filter coffee, Jenny introduced us to the alchemy that is four shaft weaving. I will only divulge that it involves lots of different sticks, rubber bands, and bad language ! But oh ! the possibilities !
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