Crocheted 'Treasure Find'

(re-post)

Now, looking at this exquisite piece, I can hardly believe I debated its purchase in a local thrift store.
But I did.  Not for long...but it was carried around in the store in its unfolded state ready to be hung back up on a hanger:  a definite decision to buy would have had it folded neatly and cradled lovingly in my arms. It was vibrant to begin with;  it became even more brilliant after a wash.  There are a few unique tabs along the edges which neither myself nor the ladies consulted in the shop could put a purpose to.  It seems a stroll-through-stash kind of item: there are just too many different yarns and colors for a planned project.  I had thought the fibre an acrylic but its weight and the slight whiffs of wool that rose as it was being washed (yes, by hand) has me thinking it is a blend if not pure wool.  And it isn't old old old, but it isn't new either.  They had no history of it in the store as they do sometimes with donations but when I was carrying it around my home, once it was finally dry (November is sluggish for outdoor drying) wondering where to place it, it felt weighty and warm in the way handmade items can when they have been loved. 

Posted on November 13, 2007 at 05:30 AM | Permalink

Now, looking at this exquisite piece, I can hardly believe I debated its purchase in a local thrift store.
But I did.  Not for long...but it was carried around in the store in its unfolded state ready to be hung back up on a hanger:  a definite decision to buy would have had it folded neatly and cradled lovingly in my arms. It was vibrant to begin with;  it became even more brilliant after a wash.  There are a few unique tabs along the edges which neither myself nor the ladies consulted in the shop could put a purpose to.  It seems a stroll-through-stash kind of item: there are just too many different yarns and colors for a planned project.  I had thought the fibre an acrylic but its weight and the slight whiffs of wool that rose as it was being washed (yes, by hand) has me thinking it is a blend if not pure wool.  And it isn't old old old, but it isn't new either.  They had no history of it in the store as they do sometimes with donations but when I was carrying it around my home, once it was finally dry (November is sluggish for outdoor drying) wondering where to place it, it felt weighty and warm in the way handmade items can when they have been loved.