The giant red doily belongs to The Boy, as always intended.
Kex has gone to University with The Girl. I understand its Harris Tweedy-warmth is much appreciated in her draughty bay-windowed dorm room.
The crochet throw is now the focal point of my front room. It would never keep anyone warm but it does a pretty fantastic job of covering the faded old sofa, while still allowing it to breathe.
All of which to say: I need a blanket for me :)
There are two blanketty UFOs (Unfinished Objects) on my shelf: a small pile of 12 Barn Raising Squares, hilariously begun in 2009 (?!) and a smaller heap of 6 Vivid Squares, knitted in the hospice.
What are the chances of me picking up either of those projects again?
So I am considering my options.
I quite fancy a Brighton Plaid.
It does occur to me that I could use the Barn Raising Squares within a modified mixed-media version. Because who says crochet and knitting can't play nicely together? It is quite the rage in Japan to combine the two crafts.
But my strongest yearning is for a Briochevron Blanket.
I would use fingering-weight yarn I think.
And basically bomb through my stash.
|Stephen West in action|