As I took up a seat to write about a baby blanket that I recently made I glanced up to see our little baby chick up out of it’s nest getting ready for the first flight. My own fledglings came scrambling from every corner of the house to share in this exciting moment.
Mama and Daddy birds chirped encouragements, bringing bits and bites to eat while the baby gathered courage, spread it’s wings, had false starts and even pooped a few times, certainly from fright. And then, as sometimes happens the parents missed it, off getting more bugs the baby took a leap. Lots of chirping and looking and the fledgling was nowhere to be found. Until I stepped onto the porch and saw it on the ground, looking up, and wondering how in the world to get back UP THERE.
After gathering my own troops for the latest development we decided it might me best to help the chick up. Safely back to the protection and familiarity of it’s nest there is much doting going on, plenty of bugs, and I suspect another adventure will be happening soon.
After this my own blanket seems less newsworthy, but since that was the purpose of this sit down, I’ll go there.
I’m pretty proud of this project. It may be that I have my head under a rock, or just too busy to search out too many blankets, but I haven’t seen this particular construction before. One of my girls’ teachers asked if I could make a blanket for her and the way my girl looked at me, with those “you can make a blanket, you can make anything” eyes, how could I not do it. Pink and Brown was the extent of the direction given, well that and “I trust you, everything you make is darling”. No pressure or anything
I backed it with Chenille I’ve had on hand for … some time now … and constructed it in 3 pieces with the center strip gathered on both sides and pressed flat. I also fussy cut a little square of fabric to embellish a tiny onsie. Easy as pie, I’d make more in a minute. Oh wait, I have been making more, yes there are always more babies, aren’t there.