This is a wool afghan my grandmother (Mom’s Mom) made back when my mother was little. I know for sure it’s wool because at some point, when I was around 10-15, Mom washed and felted the poor thing, making it smaller and stiffer than it was.

Not that that matters. This is the blanket my sister and I slept under when we were sick. It’s the blanket that made up Jilly’s bed for many years. And, you know, my grandmother made it.

And, just for a lesson on the importance of dyelots? Note the square where the shade of green suddenly changes.

How she’d feel about Chappy’s using it as a toy? I’m not really sure, but I like to think it would make her smile.

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