The blanket that ate Taos

Some of you may recall that recently I was bemoaning the fact that I felt I was drifting, with no particular knitting project to work on, and nothing of interest to start. 

Then I assembled a basket of full and partial skeins of hand spun yarns of a heavier weight (if not, I used them double) and cast on to make a lap robe.  Before long, I was loving it...two rows of this, four rows of that...using up odds and ends and yarns that would probably otherwise have been here for my estate sale one day.

Then, the unthinkable happened...I couldn't stop.  I felt like the little lady on YouTube in "The Last Knit".  Were my braids going to end up in this blanket also?  (Perish the thought, Mr. Sunflower would have a cardiac.)  What finally stopped me, dear friends, was the overall size and weight of this project.  I got tangled in it one night trying to get out of the rocking chair.  I decided it was time, despite having yarns left in the basket. 

The result is probably easily the size of a queen sized bed.  I plan to take the fringes on each side and braid them...but not until fall or winter, when I'll be happy to be covered up and warm. 

(Note:  weight unknown...I'd have to take it to a much larger scale than I have.  Let's just call it heavy.)