My great aunt knit woolen afghan blankets. Her husband worked at the fabric mill and would bring the wool home to her so she could make these colorful blankets for the family.
I remember the smell of this one particular afghan she had. It was passed down to my grandmother, who passed it on to my mother. It’s old, and doesn’t look particularly nice, but t…
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