Isn't it wonderful? I've got bit of a thing about these crocheted blankets. I adore them. I've got half a dozen I've purchased over the years but this is my favourite. In my mind they conjure up images of cozy kitchens, with a scrubbed pine table in the middle and mismatched chairs all around. Steamy cups of tea from an old brown teapot and a delicious boiled fruit cake. Maybe scones and jam and cream. And laughter and shared anecdotes and funny recollections. And a more relaxed time, when we didn't have to rush around.