The cat sat on the mat...

The cat sat on the mat... or throw... or blanket...
I had imagined that I was nearly finished crocheting this, that was until I laid out the balls of cotton still waiting in the old blue suitcase. How did I end up with quite so many? Better keep going until I have used up the yarn, thus justifying the purchase of said cotton by adding multiple uses to the ripple crochet throw/mat/blanket...
The cat also sat on an old embroidered table cloth that my mother gave me. The table cloth has been loved, stained, torn and mended. It is joining the stash as a cutter, to one day be repurposed, and one can only hope, loved, used and mended once more.

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