About an hour up the road a piece there is a woolen mill with an outlet store. They have piles and stacks of folded end pieces of wool. It just so happened that also in that town was a vet that was taking care of a dog that I had. My sweet dog needed to have surgery and I was very nervous and also very pregnant with BabyBoogie. I decided that as a treat I’d stop at the woolen mill and pick myself up something. I got a lovely charcoal grey piece and a beautiful hideous green one.
This was about 6 years ago.
I had started to make it a year or two ago. Long enough that I think the pattern I used has been discontinued.
I was stalled when I decided that I wanted to line the jacket and it didn’t call for a lining. I had to come up with my own way to line it and I did. It wasn’t as simple as cutting a second set of pieces as the jacket has welts.
Glorious welts on the front and on the sleeves.
I love the welts
I’m not sure what finally spurred me into finishing it but I did and I quite like it.
Though, I’m not in love with the buttons and will be on the lookout for something fabulous to replace them with. Now I’m already thinking of my next jacket. I have a piece of yellow wool that I found in a bag of cloth gifted to me from a neighbor. I might have enough for a small swing coat. I have a thing for winter coats. I know I’ll be making more.