I've taken out a hand knitted wool blanket knitted for me by a special person in my life from my bed chest (handmade chest by artisan gnu) and it's to be laid over and under sheets and a quilt until warm weather in lieu of my father's woolen army blanket which has kept me warm since he passed. I also have taken out of my chest the green and white woolen blanket knitted for me by another lover and it will cover my legs while I type until warm weather. Me knees is toasty as I type. Feels good... warm... safe. Wool seems to be all the rage these days. Seems there is strength in these woollies.