Ah.
High altitude ice fluff with a very thin wispy appearance.
Unusual perfection.
I think one of the most heavenly scarfs I’ve ever made.
Music…
Rorate caeli desuper
et nubes pluant justum.
(Drop down, ye heavens from above
and let the skies pour down righteousness)

Mod : a stockingstitch version, the yarn (held double) just begged for it, this is the bloomiest cashmere ever, probably due to the quite loose ply of the softspun lace.