Tuesday, December 6, 2016

What I Chose

When my parents moved out of the home they had lived in for nearly 40 years, they naturally had a serious accumulation of stuff. I was offered many things, but since I have been trying to get rid of a lot of my own stuff, there wasn't much that I truly wanted. But I wanted this blanket.

My mother has always been more of a dabbler in needlework, and many of her projects (needlepoint in particular) have never been finished. But she made this blanket, in afghan stitch, out of 100% wool. It weighs a ton. It would be special enough because she made it, but added to that is the fact that my grandmother, Blanche, and I helped. We each did the cross stitch embroidery on one panel, and my mother added our initials.

So when I was offered my choice to things to take back home with me, I chose this blanket. Three generations of handwork. And love.


Anonymous said...

Wow! What a lovely blanket. I remember my parents had something similar (afghan stitch, weighed a ton) in different colours. It was made by my grandmother - I think. I have no idea what happened to it, I really should find out. Thanks for sharing.

Anonymous said...

What a great heirloom to have and to keep.

Britney said...

It's gorgeous, thanks for sharing such a beautiful piece.

Joansie said...

Oh, so very beautiful. The afghan stitch, now sometimes called Tunisian crochet, is addictive. I recently made a scarf with that stitch. What a wonderful blanket to treasure for years to come. Talented women in your family.