Wednesday was dyeing day. I rewound the cotton yarn to loosen it up, and checked my favorite plant dyeing book
I needed to see if red onion skins need a mordant, no, then I simmered the skins for an hour to release the color
To keep the yarn underwater I put a mortar on top of it, heavy enough.
I'll leave the yarn in the dye at least 24 hours to get as much takeup as I can. Meanwhile I have to figure out what materials I'll use for the basket, preferably natural but we'll see.
I've labeled the seeds and stored them till planting time in the house in late March. Turns out the fiber on them doesn't affect germination, just as well since I can't get it off.
Meanwhile here's the chili and cornbread my neighbor brought over, while checking how I'm doing.
It's mild and very good, quite a change from the fire alarm variety I use. So long since I had c and c, it was great. This is the artist contractor who's going to fix my bathroom. He's a man of many talents.
And Misfits has to postpone delivery till Friday because the storm has disrupted the food supply and transportation. So, no problem, there's food in the house.
And in case anyone is still using FB, here's what Z is up to. Censorship.
I'm currently reading the latest Osman,
It's as entertaining as ever, same characters bit older, there's been a death and a marriage, and they're undaunted.
This week what with the news, the storm, the severe cold and the car issues, Gary scaring me (he's fine now), I've been struggling a bit.
Most of my energy is going to resistance messaging and writing, rather than blogging. Bear with me, some questions are answered in the next blog post after you ask, some I don't have quite enough bandwidth for right now. But I do read and appreciate them all, thank you.
Happy day everyone, art will save us all. Now more than ever.
