As a child of the seventies I just can't resist groovy granny squares in bold colour combinations. This must be caused by the early impressions stored somewhere in my brain of my orange crib with dark purple flowered curtains, psychedelic wallpaper, endless shag carpets and my dear fluorescent orange teddy bear with the pink ribbon around its neck.
These squares are the optimistic beginning of a big granny square afghan that will swallow up all my cotton stash yarn.
Maybe I'll have some yarn left over for a granny square cardigan, like the one Eric Clapton had on in "The Rolling Stones Rock and Roll Circus". Have just seen the DVD, first time I saw the thing.