Now we switch one last time—changing directions, even—to finish off the edge. It’s pretty now, in the lumpy, unfinished sort of way lace knitting always is before you block it. The edges don’t have that crispness and the material hasn’t achieved the drape everyone loves in a lace shawl.
As for what you get next time? You get to see the other half of all this edging. It goes sl-ow-ly—two rows of fifteen or so stitches to every single one of the 208 stitches across the shawl. That’s a lot of knitting, even if the “Polar Vortex” is keeping me indoors.