Shawl finished in weird misty weather

 We've had quite a turn around in the weather.  All of a sudden, it's unseasonably mild. We've had lots of fog advisories issued with some areas being almost no visibility.  Last night the winds picked up. Today that wind has blown off the early morning fog quite nicely.  Instead though you can see the mist rising off the melting snow.  This is really eerie.  All the melting snow is starting to puddle because the ground is still frozen, making very wet, muddy walking.   The skies have been a heavy grey today, and we've had rain and drizzle just to make the day that much better.  

  On the plus side, the sap is running. We've got a few trees tapped this year.  Last year it was so wet and rainy, with miserable weather that we didn't even bother with making maple syrup because the fire pit where we boil, was underwater.  By the time we get to boil this year, it will hopefully be drying up.

The grey/blue shawl is done.  I opted not to do the lacy border.  It's big enough because my goal was to use up as much of these yarns as possible, I figured having the lacy bit wrapping around my legs wasn't horribly desirable.  Instead, just did a slightly larger brown bottom stripe and then crocheted a shell stitch border.  I even limited it to a single row of shells because with the dark brown yarn, all the pattern definition got all muddled.

It isn't exotic, with painted or even variegated yarn.  It's not got a lot of wow factor for being pretty, or with an amazing stitch pattern.  It's a hap shawl, which is a relatively simple, garment used for warmth.   I used up some leftover yarns so had limited colour choices, despite dyeing it.   Regardless, it's fits the purpose for which I made it.  It's big and warm and cuddly.  I've had the cat try to sit on it while I was working on it as it got bigger.  While I was finishing it, he was adamant that he should have rights to sleep on it.  The cat and I had a little argument while I was stitching in what felt like thousands of ends, because Kevin tussled with the drying yarn more than I realised, chewing it into more pieces than I'd have liked.   Dion believed he should snuggle the shawl and be petted, while I just wanted to get the darning thing finished.  It's done, and now Dion is ignoring it.. go figure.