Clapotis crosses the finish-line.

It was a race folks, in the grand tradition of watching cars going many, many, many times around the track. It came out of the starting gate well, slid through the increase sections, bogged down ala KnittyD and The City in the straightaway, and scampered to an exciting conclusion after the decreases. I blocked it, but think I preferred it unblocked so perhaps I shall wet down and let it snap back some.
The sproingy yarn and subtle colours are courtesy of Fleece Artist Bluefaced in the Wildflower colourway.

And in the tradition of all great incredible acts, I have already started to forget the tedious pain of the middle section and am fondling yarn set aside for a second one. I have posted pleas at the UFO club for an intervention. The gang at YahooGroups is chanting...Start Another....Start Another.