I've been working on this blanket for more than two years. It has had a life of its own. Colors were added. Colors were deleted. Multi-colored swatches were added to unify the blanket's myriad colors. I knit furiously on it. I put it away for months at a time. I revisited it with vim and vigor. I stashed it away again putting it in a time out for more months on end. I did a swatch placement test. I simply could not commit to joining all 81 swatches. Finally, I took the plunge and got my finishing mojo on. Last week, Lindaly and I wet blocked her blanket.
It spent the week blocking on my covered pool table in the basement. BTW - with its plastic cover, the pool table has been the best knitting accessory I've ever owned. It definitely gets more use as a knitwear blocking table than it ever got as a pool table.
Tonight Lindaly and I hung the finished blanket on a display clothesline I have in my backyard. Doesn't everyone have a clothesline for the sole purpose of showing off quilts and hand knit blankets?
Who needs bunting when you can display your handmade crafts? Maybe I should have my very own quilt show. OK. I'm getting carried away.
And here's Lindaly's finished blanket. It's been a fun journey creating this for her. It's huge. It would fit a king sized bed. Today it was 95 degrees... so it may not have been the best day to think about a wool blanket. But it will sure be appreciated come winter.