As you know, my first grandchild - a granddaughter - is due to arrive in April. I started making this blanket at a retreat before I knew she was a she. Frankly, I was still getting used to the idea of being a grandma.
Over the past several weeks, the blanket came together piece by piece and peace by peace. There is definitely something therapeutic about making a quilt. As I was sewing along, I imagined the baby. Her little lips, her little nose, her red hair - because in my mind she has red hair.