Or yarn becomes lace? I ended up frogging 21 rows of #19 because I think too much. Yes, you read that right. I think too much. I was so prepared for the pattern to have an error that I thought too much and I made up my own big fat error. So I re-cast-on and now I have 12 rows worked. It’s so beautiful. But there will be no more pictures of it. Pictures of lace are a jinx.

I went to the LYS and wound up my swap yarn. There’s like eight or nine hundred yards of that stuff. I need to figure out whether I’m gonna do socks or something else. Decisions, decisions…