She Dyed…
“No WAY!” you say?
“Yes Way!” I say.
I did, and I have proof, that indeed, I spent the afternoon rocking out with Gaelic Storm’s new album, in my basement, mixing and concocting, and soaking and rinsing.
Behold, the wrinkled, not quite ready for primetime, but sort of pretty nonetheless, batch of scarves I did today.
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They may not be colors for everyone, but I am finding, as I usually do at this time of year, a yearning for the colors of autumn.
Subdued, warm, looking like the sound of crunching leaves, but light enough to still feel like summer heat.
They should be up in the shop by tomorrow.
(and for anyone keeping count, which is probably only me…. that was a seven week hiatus from dyeing things. Let’s not let that happen again, shall we?)
