... and cautionary comments about rows of lace shawls that take more than an hour to knit, despite a whanging sinus headache and the Medication Roulette that is over-the-counter cold drugs, despite a laundry basket full of my father's papers, which are a mixture of mathematical calculations, bills he forgot to pay and his old snotrags (J. didn't know he liked to blow his nose on Viva brand paper towels and just threw those in when we cleaned his desk) ... I cast on for the Flower Basket Shawl.
I suspect if I'd asked first, you would all have said not to use the mohair-blend yarn.
But too late.
I'm up to row 19 or so ... and it's just plain captivating. I love the center stitch that looks like a little spine, a nice column of stacked vertebrae on either side, I love the way the pattern grows out like leaves ... I may have to stay up all night knitting this.
Because if I lie down, my sinuses will explode.