Plato said that Necessity is the mother of invention. Do you think he could have been referring to my need for a snow scene under my retro silver and blue Christmas tree that lives in my office/dining room?
This was a baby gift for one of my sons from a great grandmother. She'd probably have a cow if she saw how her crocheted afghan was being used now. But isn't it better that we use it and not just put it into a box that's forgotten in the attic? Here's a closeup: