Candlewicking Makes No Sense

When I was eleven I learned the craft of candleicking.
It came in a kit, and it was an interesting craft.
If you have ever done embroidery, it was easy.
But unsatisfying to me, for it has low to no color.
It is white or beige thread on white or beige fabric.
Most of the kits end up becoming pillows.
This made no sense as they are uncomfortable when finished.
It is like lying on a pillow that has buttons sticking out of it.
I have never figured out the reason for candlewicking.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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