It’s nearly done – short rows have been knitted. What a deceptive name, short rows. They do start short alright – but before long, you find yourself knitting longer and longer rows, until one is back to the “does this row ever end” feeling which I have come to believe is part of a lace shawl.
And it’s okay, really. At least there’s no counting involved, it’s rather mindless “knitknitknit” or “purlpurlpurl” – well, if you use stitch markers, that is, which I did.
So now I’m eagerly awaiting the last clue for the lacey top edge, and then off to the blocking … which I’m not at all sure where to do. I don’t have those professional blocking mats, I do not have any carpet in my house … the bed? Guess it will have to be.