Ever since my lovely neighbour Marie-Jeanne knows I tie flies, before she throws anything away, she comes asking if I can use it. And this time I got very lucky.
This used to be a collar of an old coat she didn’t wear anymore. So I spent three hours taking it apart (it was put together with all different pieces, big and small), and now I’ve got a shoebox full of silver fox. So I won’t have to buy any black artic fox for a long time.