Meg, it turns out, is a sweater fitting challenge. The petite version I knit for her, with buttons to match her feathers, was the right length for her body, but the wing holes were too small. And sadly, at this point she was too frail to support the weight of the sweater when she tried it on. Out of respect for Meg's dignity, we did not take any photos.
I think I should be knitting her a prayer shawl.
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