The bottomless ball of Fino held on and I finished up the Arctic Diamonds shawl with a comforting amount leftover. The needles are empty for the first time in a long while.
I soaked the shawl for a good long time while I went out on this bleak, rather cold February day and got my walk in around the cul-de-sac. One of the neighbors had a fire going and it smelled woodsy and warm.
Back inside, I pinned out the shawl and it's there on the floor now drying. I expect it will be dry and worn tomorrow. Time to find a different string!