This blanket is the aforementioned nonchalantly draped wool blanket from my last post. I haven't noticed it before in my parent's house, but I'm sure it was there for a while. I asked my Mom about it while visiting for Thanksgiving... thinking maybe she had picked it up at a yard sale or something. I was wrong... Apparently this blanket is over a hundred years old!
Close-up of the patterns on it
So - here's the story: My Great Grandfather bought a large tract of land in Charlottesville, VA when he was starting his family. The property he bought was an old farm known as Brookhill, built circa 1815. I think it was originally a farm of some sort. He was a professor of Mathematics at the University of Virginia, and also commuted to teach somewhere in New York. He was a busy man with a growing family, and didn't really have time to mow the large grassy areas on his property. So, one year he decided to buy some sheep for the sole purpose of keeping the lawn from getting ratty. When the sheep needed to be sheared, my Great Grandmother decided to send the wool off somewhere to be spun, then made into a blanket. I'm guessing it's woven, certainly not knit. There were 4 blankets made, one for each child. My Grandfather got the one my mother has now. It's amazing to me. I love it just because it's nearly a PART of the family! It's a true family heirloom - something no one else in this world would have except if they were in our family. It's so cool. And I think it's beautiful.