What to do when it is 10 million degrees outside and life has been a bit wearying?
I know, go to a Dye Day... outside...
and stand over pots of boiling wool.
Think the soaking wool looks rather like sheep intestines? You should see what soaking black wool looks like.
Skeins drying in the sun. It's an age old magic.
Probably all spinning guild's are the same. We can't just stick with one topic. Charkha lessons ensued. Spinning Cotton on an Indian designed wheel.
Rug making with hand-spun yarn, that is too scratchy to wear, wrapped over cotton clothes line. Cheap and practical and I can't wait to start one.
A stack of my newly dyed wool bats. A color so lovely I want to eat it.
It spins up such a rich red.
Of course I never know what I will see when I get together with my guild. I sat working under this wind chime for a long time before I figured out what was making the woodpecker sound.
A lovely day full of lovely breezes learning new things and meeting new people.
When life is wearying, learning something new, creating something practical always seems to blow away the cobwebs.