I ordered the kit for this shawl sometime back in March. I wasn’t able to get around to opening it until September. I had a brief moment of “omg Gods what am I thinking I can’t do this” before I shushed myself. One Stitch at a Time, that’s the rule.
Winding the yarn up into a ball each time was a delight, knitting with it was fantastic, seeing the pattern emerge was enthralling. I was in love with this shawl. Little things kept coming up and I’d set it aside to finish something else along the way (money has this particular draw) but I always kept coming back to it as quickly as possible.
And then? Sitting on the couch at Dragon’s house after my November novel was done, while watching my yearly viewing of Star Wars, the final stitch was bound off. It was done. I scrunched it up in my hands and buried my face in it. Blocking it was going to be a problem but I left that for when I returned home. I was even more glad that I’d woven ends in as I went along so all I had left to weave in was the final end.
I’m not sure I’m fully done with it. I may perhaps block it again, but it’s already huge. I don’t know if it really needs to be larger or if the thought has appeal just because “I can”. However it is warm, gorgeous, and cuddly soft. I am beyond delighted at the results of months of knitting. I’m now dreaming of more shawls in various gradients of blue, purple, and green.