A moment of silence for a faithful blanket, gone too soon.

Ok, maybe that was a bit melodramatic.

Soon after TW was born my pi lap blanket got soiled, but we were new parents and we were not up to washing and blocking delicate woolens. It got put aside, and a while ago while cleaning I found it balled up on the floor, shoved in a back corner behind the dirty laundry bins.


I pulled it out and threw it in a wool wash bath without really inspecting it.


When I laid it out to block it this is what I found:





so sad.


Oh well, gueas that just means I need to knit a new one.