Well over 500 yds of squishy Rambouillet yarn (hand painted fleece by Widdershins, of course!). It started as lace weight and then it bloomed. It bloomed like a teenage girl on her first date. It bloomed like a lily at Easter. It bloomed and blossomed and decided to be larger than lace weight. But still beautiful. And soft. I think it is destined to fall into the capable hands of the above mentioned Zabeth (Loisel) Weiner.