Mr. Kotkarankki came home last night from his week up north. I feel like this:
Red cheeks and all.
He brought me this:
It has been washed now, and saved from the washline when it started raining, and hanging on the indoors washline instead. I feel happy.
While he was away, I was crocheting the dark brown rows and joining my granny squares from May. Maybe three rows to go, and the yarn ends to hide before I can show you the finished blanket.