A soft, pretty crocheted afghan found while cleaning at my brother's house. If I can't find who made it, or if I do and they don't want it, I shall keep it. Teensy, as usual, had to come see what I was doing, taking pictures out there: "Did you make that for me? What's it smell like? Is it mine? I think I can hide behind it. Is it for me? (Rats, she saw me.) Can I lie on it? Who's it for?"
