
Earlier this week, I was looking at some of the afghans and a quilt that Grandma made. I have a plastic storage bin where I keep some put away from the children. They're not fancy. The quilt is a basic patchwork. I'd like to learn how to make one someday. I know the basics of this type of quilt, but I just haven't taken the time to actually make one. First I'll start with fixing the one that the youngest was dragging across the house to the washing machine on Monday.


I had forgotten about the "flower" afghan that I had in that storage bin. Most of the afghans I have from my grandma are straight lines. They may contain different crochet stitches, but overall the same. It's nice to have something different.
There are a few places where I haven't looked in search for my favorite afghan, so I haven't given up hope that I still have it. Even as a child, that blanket gave me comfort. I still remember when I got it, but I'll save that for the blog post when I can also post a picture to go with the story.
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