Oh I love vintage blankets. Look at that colour and texture … just sings of warmth and comfort and homeliness, doesn’t it. In that warp and weft are held the stories of Australian farmers and shearers, of local woollen mills and their talented weavers, of a time when small country towns produced their own woollen goods that were both beautiful and useful. Of families whose working lives and security were woven into these blankets. Of families who were warmly tucked in, year after year after year.
This beautiful specimen – a Physicians Standard Chillproof had a few holes by the time it found its way to Bootville. And a few marks that no amount of gentle washing could remove. So pieces have been carefully cut from it to make this and that.
This weekend … the first of my Scrabble cushions … inspired by a gathering of similar cushions at a cafe in nearby Hartwell. And as we Boots just love our Scrabble, it seemed very fitting that I should make us some, designing my letters to be as similar to the lettering on our Scrabble tiles as I could manage.
It didn’t dawn on me, until I had cut my letter and its score from the felt (pure wool, bought from one of our favourite stores, Winterwood) just how apt the B’s score is – three! B for our wee Boot family and there are three of us – it was meant to be. Since that moment I can’t stop humming this sweet song …
Three is a magic number.
Yes it is, it’s a magic number.
Somewhere in the ancient, mystic trinity
You get three as a magic number.
The past and the present and the future,
Faith and hope and charity,
The heart and the brain and the body
Give you three.
That’s a magic number.
It takes three legs to make a tri-pod or to make a table stand.
It takes three wheels to make a ve-hicle called a tricycle.
Every triangle has three corners,
Every triangle has three sides,
No more, no less.
You don’t have to guess.
When it’s three you can see it’s a magic number.
A man and a woman had a little baby.
Yes, they did.
They had three in the family.
That’s a magic number.
(written by Bob Dorough in 1973 for School House Rock!)
… our favourite rendition of which is sung by Elizabeth Mitchell on her lovely album “Your are my sunshine”. I used to sing it over and over to Abby when she was little – I felt like it was written just for us :-)
Without doubt, there have been many times over the last 20 years when I have longed to add another child to our family. But you know, three is so very magical. A special closeness comes with three, a connection that is present every single day … a small and constant cosiness just as warm and comforting as this here blanket. I cherish it so very much.