The girls and I have started referring to ourselves as 'the rescuers' because we're hard-pressed to find a handmade afghan we can't love. I didn't even realize we had a blanket hoarding problem until recently, when I returned home from a thrift store jaunt with yet another chevron-striped throw.
But who could resist?!
My love for these colorful comforters came at an early age. I have a grandmother who continues to crochet afghans — as well as baby booties, dishcloths and more — ...