As anyone knows who knows me for more than a minute, I knit. Alot. I also am known to get downright lyrical over the feel of many of the finer yarns. Of course the finest of these is petted in the stores and I admit to coveting a hank of it often. Cashmere. Imagine my chagrin when I learned that this simple, harmless passion, one that is evidently shared by many, has pretty severe consequences.
Given the immensity of the world's consumer appetite and the numbers of shoppers, anything that is popular or prized will by definition create an unacceptable impact on resources.
See this article in the Chicago Tribune.
Sigh. Even cashmere. Another reason to buy local.
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