My mum gave me a load of knitted squares recently that she had made from some bits of wool that will have come from any number of things that she has made over time.
The squares are an interesting collection of colours and not necessarily colours that you would instinctively put together. But the joy of a real granny square is that it is made of odd and interesting bits of wool that have no real use anymore. Putting them together has no plan, it really is all about using up odds and ends.
This ever growing blanket is something that I fiddle with on a weekend when we are in east anglia and perhaps the weather is a bit dull and cold. It is slowly changing into a substantial item as I crochet the squares together with oddments of coloured wool of my own.
Who knows how big it will end up being but I have asked mum if she has any more bits that she can knit into more squares.
It is snuggly and warm when it is over my knee and I am working on it. My Jack Russell has his eye on it but he already has a crocheted blanket so I think it will find it’s natural home somewhere else.
Perhaps it would be fitting to give it to my mum. She is a granny and I’m sure she could use it for the winter when she is in her draughty little house knitting away.