Yarn can be a fickle character sometimes; in the years that I have been knitting I have learned that yarn has a tendency to tell you what it wants to become.

Acrylic, for example, is easy to use but difficult to master. It sucks you in with the allure of its potential. Easy to wash, gentle for blankets, perfect for small children and especially helpful for those with fiber allergies. Every so often I’ll see an amazing granny blanket at a thrift store, or a baby’s throw in a friend’s bag that has the tell tale sheen of spun plastic. The farthest I’ve gotten with acrylic yarn was making a massive blanket to fit my queen size bed. It’s also the wrong gauge, so the stitches open and warp with every wash. I’ve come to terms with this, primarily because while the blanket is not a masterpiece it does get the job done and I have no desire to make it again.