Number 16: An Alphabet Blanket for a dearest little Boy

It's very early, the house is eerily quiet which had not been the case for the last week and I have been tripping over 'different things', so it's a good time to think about this particular post. I have used quiet time over the last month to work doggedly at finishing a knitted Alphabet blanket for James, my grandson, who is upstairs sleeping.

NUMBER 16: 

An Alphabet Blanket for a dearest little Boy

A blanket for James

This knitting project started a while ago with a pattern from Resi who made the blanket for her granddaughter. 

While in New Zealand last year I bought the wool, a soft possum, merino and cotton blend from Zealana called Kiwi - very apt for my little Kiwi man. 

Making the squares was a cinch, but I was sorely challenged with the thought of crocheting the 36 blocks to make up the blanket. 

The deadline for his visit got me spending hours and hours in front of the TV, listening to cricket, and slowly it all came together. Fred pressed the blanket and we fetched James from the airport.

He is a real boy, running, playing, exploring, swimming and a blanket holds no appeal but I know in the quiet moments in his cot in his home in Wellington, New Zealand, his mom will tell him about his Nan in South Africa who knitted his blanket.