Now I understand why the model wearing Ether was lying on the ground. It was not, as first assumed, just your basic Rowan photo styling. (“What say we have her lie down on a grave, then?” “Jolly good!”)
In fact, knitting the lace edging had rendered her unconscious. Knocked out. Stoned out of her ever-lovin’ tree.
I know this because I just finished the 39 repeats of my chosen Ether edging, Elizabeth’s Lace Lattice from Nicky Epstein’s Knitting on the Edge. a kissing cousin of Indian Cross Stitch in Barbara G. Walker’s first Treasury of Knitting Patterns. Granted, my choice was a more substantial amount of knitting than the edging called for in the Ether pattern. But still. It’s a lot of edging no matter what you’re edging it with.
Onward to the sleeves. To those who wonder why I knitted the edging separately after asking advice on knitting it onto the sweater, the answer is that I have a very inconsistent nature, and also I decided that I didn’t want to have to turn the whole sweater over for every row. It was a nice portable project to knit the edging separately, and I think I can sew it on invisibly.
Isn’t it wonderful how bright things seem just because of springing one hour ahead last night? An amazing trick of the mind. It seems much brighter at 3 p.m. today than it did yesterday at 2 p.m.