The Subject Line Options are Limitless
We could go with: "Ti'Loup's Crocheted Baby Blanket, Five Year's Coming," OR "Well-Traveled Yarn," OR "Better Late Than Never" OR "Ça Tombe à Pic"*
For each of my babies, I made at least one blanket, and I wanted them all to have one I crocheted. I so loved Farmer Boy's blanket, featured here (hello, old Egyptian apartment!):
that I wanted to reproduce the color-scheme for Ti'Loup. These two boys were born 26 months apart (and their yarn bought in two different countries), so I was unable to get the exact weights and colors. I had decided on a ripple pattern for Ti'Loup, but I did not get farther than half of the starting chain while we were in Egypt. Yes, we did leave that country when Ti'Loup was 14 months old; why do you ask? :P What, you don't think he was still a baby? ;)
So, international move, settling into a new home, farm life, et al, and the yarn was stuffed away in the craft room after only a few stitches added to the chain. When, over four years later, we moved again, here to Lebanon, I re-packed all that yarn into our suitcases, justifying its presence because of how nicely it filled the empty spaces, firmly lodging our other belongings, aka necessities. Oh, and because Ti'Loup was no longer an infant and I knew I needed the blanket to be a bit bigger if it was to be of any use to him, I also added any other yarn that might fit the color scheme and buy me a few extra rows. Mixed bag of yarn in hand, I set out to find a pattern that would play nice with all the factors I was having to juggle for cohesiveness. I settled on this rainbow baby blanket sampler.
In true me style, I decided upon arriving here that the Most Pressing Thing To Do was finish the dratted patiently-awaited blanket. After many hours of crocheting, and a couple more of ripping out over 20 rows and re-doing them because I had inadvertently added stitches, we have a blanket! It might be missing the pattern's border (yeah, don't have enough yarn to do that), but it is a bona fide usable, cuddle-worthy, cozy-making, memory-building blanket.
Sorry for the fuzziness; I zoomed to take the photo from the landing on the floor above:
And one with the not-so-little happy owner:
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* "In the Nick of Time" or "This is Timely" or "It's Opportune", take your translation pick, whichever conveys to you that it is freezing here in Lebanon and a lap blanket is a wonderfully useful thing to have about one's self.
For each of my babies, I made at least one blanket, and I wanted them all to have one I crocheted. I so loved Farmer Boy's blanket, featured here (hello, old Egyptian apartment!):
that I wanted to reproduce the color-scheme for Ti'Loup. These two boys were born 26 months apart (and their yarn bought in two different countries), so I was unable to get the exact weights and colors. I had decided on a ripple pattern for Ti'Loup, but I did not get farther than half of the starting chain while we were in Egypt. Yes, we did leave that country when Ti'Loup was 14 months old; why do you ask? :P What, you don't think he was still a baby? ;)
So, international move, settling into a new home, farm life, et al, and the yarn was stuffed away in the craft room after only a few stitches added to the chain. When, over four years later, we moved again, here to Lebanon, I re-packed all that yarn into our suitcases, justifying its presence because of how nicely it filled the empty spaces, firmly lodging our other belongings, aka necessities. Oh, and because Ti'Loup was no longer an infant and I knew I needed the blanket to be a bit bigger if it was to be of any use to him, I also added any other yarn that might fit the color scheme and buy me a few extra rows. Mixed bag of yarn in hand, I set out to find a pattern that would play nice with all the factors I was having to juggle for cohesiveness. I settled on this rainbow baby blanket sampler.
In true me style, I decided upon arriving here that the Most Pressing Thing To Do was finish the dratted patiently-awaited blanket. After many hours of crocheting, and a couple more of ripping out over 20 rows and re-doing them because I had inadvertently added stitches, we have a blanket! It might be missing the pattern's border (yeah, don't have enough yarn to do that), but it is a bona fide usable, cuddle-worthy, cozy-making, memory-building blanket.
Sorry for the fuzziness; I zoomed to take the photo from the landing on the floor above:
And one with the not-so-little happy owner:
_________
* "In the Nick of Time" or "This is Timely" or "It's Opportune", take your translation pick, whichever conveys to you that it is freezing here in Lebanon and a lap blanket is a wonderfully useful thing to have about one's self.