An estimated 250 hours in the making. This blanket is the reason I learnt and started to crochet. To make this one thing. This one gift. I am humbled, happy and relieved it is finally complete and delivered.
Along the way I got to learn that crochet is an ancient art of knots and colours. An ancient skill of connecting knots and mixing colours. Weaving magic with each movement of the hook. Thoughts, dreams and memories locked into the yarn forever. Magic spells that can be called on at any time. Pulled close for warmth and protection. Or somewhere for your eyes to wander or wonder, to find secrets locked and hidden.
