Wow.

The blanket is done. All the squares are connected, and I've promised Dad that if he wants, I'll edge it when he gets back, but for now, the edges will remain plain. My husband has promised me that he will get a little bit of dried whole sage to pop into a muslin bag as insect protection (I usually use lavender for my stuff, but figure since this is for a soldier...)

Yesterday, I'd half figured that after it was done, I might seriously take a break from crochet, but I'd hardly put down that project when I found my fingers scrambling through a bag of yarn and picking out some red wool to work on. The feel of the yarn has become comforting. When I'm worried, out comes that crochet hook and yarn.