Irish lace and other holey stuff

I've been meaning to signal-boost this workshop, for anyone in Brooklyn in July

Lace has a significant social history, largely a cottage industry demanding long hours and great skill for low pay.  But the tradition is worth exploring for other than earning a living.

And here's a slightly different puzzle from the Haggard Hawks word puzzles.  

Here, just give your number answer, not an explanatory narrative, please! That way more people get to try it.

I was out walking earlier this morning, frogs watching me from the pond, eyes out of the water, exactly like the cartoons. The birds are busy, flickers pecking away, a bluejay warning me off, probably from a nearby nest, I've seen nestlings there before, cardinals singing, Carolina wrens shouting endlessly.

I had pictures of one second after frogs were visible, and a chipmunk after he'd run, and they're not blog worthy.  

And there's this little flower I need to identify, growing in a bed of poison ivy, so I proceeded with caution. I think it's bittersweet nightshade, and if you know better, please speak up 

One of the yarn balls from Mary is making up into lovely lacy woven squares, maybe to go with the linen shirt, seen folded in the corner. 

 

I'm thinking about a vest. The kind you can't have around cats!

Happy day, everyone, weave on!