Oversized Blanket

A large, arm-knitted fleece blanket with dark grey stripes at top and bottom, light grey just inside those, and a purple center.
Probably four by three feet? Something like that.
For Christmas last year, I made my sister a giant squishy blanket, inspired by those roving blankets that are so popular and that make me seethe. I, too, love the idea of enveloping myself in a cloud of sheepy goodness, but unspun roving will disintegrate under normal use. Or any use, really. And then you’re sad and you’re out several hundred dollars and all that fiber could have been turned into yarn.

A yard of dark grey fleece laid out on a carpeted floor, cut into long strips connected at the very ends. Four large balls of fleece, two dark and two light grey, piled next to a plastic bag and a backpack. A young redheaded white woman grinning over the top of a giant ball of purple fleece yarn, which she's holding with her knees against her chest.
So inspired by an internet friend, I set out to make a fleece version that wouldn’t felt or disintegrate, and I am delighted with it. I believe there are five yards of fleece—one each of the greys and three of purple, cut into 2″ strips (or something, I used my thumb to measure, don’t judge me) and sewn together at color changes. My knees ached something fierce after cutting all that fleece into strips, but winding it into Heroic Scale balls of yarn was great fun.

A messy room in the background, with an arm completely covered by the first row of arm knitting in grey fleece. The arm is giving a thumbs up. It seems happy with things.
Cast on enough stitches to fill my arm wrist to shoulder (they’re scrunched in the photo up there) and knit away (and thank goodness I’d learned to knit backwards at some point, because it would have been nightmarish to have to transfer the stitches back every row). That was also possibly the warmest I'd been all winter.

There are some lumpy bits, since I decided to cut the yardage with a zigzag and leave the corners blocky rather than going for perfect strips sewn together, but it’s squishy and warm and delightful. If I did another one, I'd probably go for a bit more yardage at the outset to have wider strips—the thinner spots are a bit frail-feeling compared to the rest of the blanket—but otherwise the whole thing was delightfully straightforward. It also stretches pretty much forever in any direction you care to take it. Perfect for curling up with a book on a cold night.

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