London...Again

I am STILL working on this blanket for my friend Maia. It's kind of taken on a life of it's own! Originally, it was a simple, patchwork blanket crocheted in chenille yarn. Yummy chenille, why do you have to be so fickle to work with?

After I finished it, it just didn't seem...special enough. Which is funny, because my mom is making the exact same blanket for her dear friend, and it's stunning in khaki, midnight blue, and forest green. I like the color pizzazz of Maia's blanket, but it just seemed...ordinary. Unfulfilled.

I ended up attaching a denim backing to the crocheted top. I decided against batting, but did find some lovely paisley in a matching colorway to patch onto the back, in my new favorite way of stretching some yardage.

I feel like I'm repeating myself. Have I written about this before? My apologizes if I'm doddering through a lengthy rerun here!



I am binding it with purple bias tape. I first tried to machine sew it. That's how I did the binding on my dad's blanket, and it worked like a charm. I used this tutorial, which I quite liked. But on this blanket, after folding it over the yarn and denim layers, it was out of control and I had to rip the whole thing out and start over. I sewed the first part on, then I've been handsewing the fold-over to finish it with a blind hem stitch. Which gives me a reason to wear a thimble. Which brings me this much closer to fulfilling my Little House on the Prairie fantasy.

I really am loving this blanket. It's so warm! And I get to cozy under it while I'm sewing, so I feel like I can say with some authority that it will be a very toasty addition to their home.


I also have an expert on hand who concurs.







Make that two experts.