It’s currently a very pleasant 109 degrees and what other man, woman, child or coyote residing in Phoenix, Arizona could be obsessing over wool blankets except yours truly?  I assure you the correct answer is none and I am rounding off to the nearest number. But obsessing I am and I have always been unhappy with the picture on page 184 of my book.  If you’ll all now turn to that page, class, you will see the picture that has always haunted me and caused me so many sleepless nights (to be fair, it’s either that picture or the fact I sincerely believe my girlfriend will kill me in my sleep.)

The book image was shot in dismal light with a malfunctioning flash and so today we ask you to direct your eyeballs to two much brighter pictures of the same blanket taken in my massive kitchen. As we all know, the pictures produced in my kitchen are state of the art and many amateur photographers ask me how I am able to consistently produce such superior shots. Well, I guess it’s just God-given talent that obviously you will never have, OK?  Moving on while you reorient your lives and dreams, this blanket was identified as the Class Y in the Racine catalog, but called the Yuma in the Shuler & Benninghofen catalog.You may call it either Todd or Leonard.