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I did not crochet these granny squares.
Two years ago, a friend’s mom offered me a bag of wool when she was relocating. Turns out that one bag was really two large storage bins and two industrial garbage bags filled with beautiful skeins of wool in assorted colors. I was pleasantly shocked by the bounty of it.
“Hang on. There’s more,” she said, heading back to the car while I stood there with my mouth open. (Read more….)