What better way to spend a hot and humid Texas summer than knitting a heavy woolly blanket?
Last year at this time, I was just beginning Tilly's basket-weave baby blanket -- a labour of love in dusky pink, on the tiniest needles known to man. Ten months, it took. I actually started to hate knitting for a bit.
But this blanket is different. Bigger needles, brighter colours. In fact, I'm using up all the sorry little left-overs of other projects, knitting them up into long panels which I'll join together. It feels doubly wonderful to be making something out of stuff that's getting in the way anyway. It's like a patchwork quilt... but with no seam pressing.
The finished blanket will hopefully be something like the lovely ReadyMade one above, but perhaps just slightly pinker, as so many of the wools started out as Tilly hats and cardigans.
So, it promises to be a warm summer, no matter what the weather has in store!