I've noticed recently that so many of the yarns I'm knitting/spinning/dyeing have berry tones. This week I've been experimenting with natural dyes, on account of finding a
good book in the library, one sleepless night and the realisation that there were blackberries in the freezer.
Unfortunately, instead of reading the good book properly, I jumped right in without proper instruction and came up with a pale imitation of what I had hoped for. Thankfully the result is quite beautiful and has already been earmarked as part of a sock. I had, however, hoped for something more resembling the berries I sacrificed.
I've learned my lesson, read the instructions and butchered
Sylvia's Elder tree. I'm aiming for stronger results this time. The fleece is languishing in a pot of dye as we speak.......
On the knitting front, I finished my Febrary Lady Sweater. I loved the all in one process of knitting and already have plans to adapt it to make a jumper out of some acrylic aran that's been under the bed for years. I still think it might be a little too long but everyone else disagrees. Here is a picture to help you join in the debate. I'm always a little shocked when I see a photo of myself. There are no full length mirrors in Mog Headquarters and in my mind I'm still a lithe teenager. When did things become so..... well......
sturdy?!
