Like i say about square one, a corner square with three crochet (that is crochet, am i right?) leaves in purple and pink. Made me think of Leos cherry tree. don't know what the shade of blue is - i think i would describe it as a 'little boy blue' gentle and calm not cold.
Falling leaves is a theme that makes me think on mortality and the brief beauty of life. We had a poster in our house growing up with that name, of a beautiful young woman contemplatin a poplar leaf, drifting down into the palm of her hand. see if i can link it.
the woman looks like my mother with her wild hair and in the height of youth, the leaf is crinkled and dry having finished its short season, her expression is sad, perhaps knowing her time will be just as fleeting. All the pictures that came up on that search played on that sort of thm.
Glad you like it. I know nothing can replace what you have lost, and I don't know if I believe in airy fairy crap but, well, I was thinking of you and your little boy with every stitch, and if that can be transferred as energy into the blanket. Oh I don't know, but it's got to mean something hasn't it? Otherwise every thought is just a waste. Sorry, I'm rambling.
i know what you're saying, i quite often find myself thinking about this or that thing that happened on MN, or IRL, and not acting on the thought so that anyone else would know about it...this isn't one of those times.
I know about the thoughts of everyone, - I am sat on them!