Tuesday, 10 May 2016


May, cool nights are calling for blankets and quilts. The crochet blanket is old, soft  from washing. It tells stories of hands, holding  a crochet hook, one stitch after the other, thoughts caught for ever in the fibers,  mingling  and swirling, happy and sad, irretrievable. It is great to snuggle when the cold winds are calling, rattling the shadows of the past.

Billy has his own snuggle blanket. He is just like people, he  loves his comforts.

A blanket in progress from all sorts of yarns. Randomly added colours and patterns. I don't know how long it will take to finish it.  I think there are about 350 stitches, one row after the other...when I feel like it!

©Photos Ts Titania Everyday

No comments:

Post a Comment