Here’s the row with its border. It kind of has a vibe I can’t quite put my finger on in person. It’s like the lumberjack of afghans. There’s something just a little bit unrefined about it, but sturdy.
A book I acquired back in my acquisitions editor days is being inducted into the Blues Hall of Fame this May. I’m so thrilled, I can’t even tell you. And work is sending me to the induction!
It makes me teary eyed to think too much about it.