I dug around for black darning wool, but had to settle for dark-green cotton, instead. My other choices were beige, yellow, red, and light blue--all cotton, no wool. This is the same selection that was in Mother's darning basket--moved to my sewing box after her death forty-plus years ago, so it's probably lost a bit of resilience, but I wasn't about to go searching for fresh darning wool on Black Friday's Sunday! For those of you unfamiliar with darning threads, they are double stranded for ease in the weaving process.
My granddaughters wouldn't have the faintest idea of what a darning egg is, as darning is a forgotten art. For me, too, for that matter. I'm horrified at my technique, but at least my toe won't protrude.
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