Dear FeltLOOM,
I came to Iceland expecting a knitting oasis, but instead, I met you. At first, I thought you were a little intimidating (you are built from industrial steel and aircraft-grade aluminum after all) but after testing you out, it was love at first fibre. “Just one more pass!” I cried to Sarah and Alyssa. I was mesmerized by your speed and efficiency.
I’d spent months felting by hand, stabbing wool with a single needle. Then I found you and your 750+ needles. Icelandic wool? No problem. A delicate yarn font? Easy. Somehow, everything I fed you emerged as one beautiful piece. We made the best team.
I know you were technically engineered for mills and institutions, but I know chemistry when I feel it. That’s why I’m asking you to run away to Canada with me. I simply can’t live without you! Please!
Leaving Iceland will be difficult. I’ll miss the air, the mountains, the ocean, but mostly, I’ll miss you.
Forever yours,
Keyiana
