I believe that this Birch edging issue generated the most rousing, undiluted unity of opinion in ten years of blogging about handknits. It’s unanimous! The border has been voted off the island, kicked offstage, yanked with a hook, booed and chucked to the ash heap of ignominious abandon. Thumbs down! DisLike! One star! Never has a border had such an unwelcome.
Thank you all for your open and heartfelt opinions on this urgent matter.
In my enthusiasm for ditching the border, I did the thing I rarely do, which is to get out my scissors and chop away at the border until it was gone. This took longer than I thought it would, seeing as how I actually cared about one side of the knitting. I can’t really recommend it as a way to edit your knitting, but it did leave me with the thing that we all knew was the correct destiny for this wrap.
Pure, untainted, no-fooling, sea-to-shining-sea gray. It looks like this winter, you know? I hope all of you who are buried under the latest pile of snow are hanging in there. Nashville has yet to see a genuine snowfall this winter. We’re actually a little bitter about it.
I think I feel blanket fever coming on. I mean: big blanket fever.