Ponchos are cool (or maybe I'm not).

Jon and I are having a garage sell soon, so we've been going through random boxes full of junk, old school papers, family heirlooms, and photos. It's actually been quite fun. I came upon a huge box full of old fabric that my mom had given me. Man oh man, that was fun, there was so much neat stuff in there, including these really vintage Vogue Patterns. But one of the things in there was this hand-crocheted poncho that is immaculate. Really, it's amazing. It's perfect, without one mistake, and done with such loving care. It has these beautiful pewter antique buttons, and is this lovely stormy blue color. I think my Aunt Jane made it, and I'm so glad if found it's way into my possession. I've been wearing it around the house, and luckily I have an understanding husband that doesn't make fun of me (to my face) about it. When I'm not wearing it, it's acting as a blanket on our armchair. And I really like it. I probably won't wear it out, but if you come over, you can bet some money I'm in it. Wouldn't you be???