I had almost finished the blanket when suddenly, inexplicably, I ran out of puff. I didn't much like the colours any more. I was kind of disspointed that I'd wasted all that effort on something so 'meh', and I cast it aside, rather unkindly. Well a summer of doing other things can soften a person, and when I was fossicking around for a project to take away on holiday with me last weekend, I saw this blanket with new eyes. Suddenly, I loved it again. I loved the colours and the Granny-ness of it, and I was inspired to finish it. So, that's what I did. I just had the shell border to finish and some ends to sew in, and that was it. I was finished in an hour or four. Best of all, I gave it to little Sylvie, and she said with big, wide, honest, 6-year-old eyes, "Mum, I just want to tell you that this is my favourite blanket ever."
I will end this post with a sandal party, to mark the last day of the Southern Hemisphere summer.
See you in Autumn!