Back in the 70s, when my sisters and I were kids, my mom would make blankets for us that we would use as bedspreads for years to come.
Looking back, it amazes me how she managed to keep the making of those huge blankets a secret until Christmas.
Lately, all three of them moved in with me. And I am not even sure my sisters know that I became the “keeper of handmade bedspreads”🙂
The one with horizontal stripes in yellow, red, beige, and brown belongs to my elder sister. My younger sister was pleased to get the vertically striped one in turquoise, brown, and beige. Ultimately, mine is the checkered one in red, green, brown, and beige.
You can tell they’re old, you can tell they’re used but there is no doubt I will bring them back out again next fall.
Did I ever say thank you? Just to make sure: Thank you, Mami🙂