(The creative title of this post is courtesy of Jonny because I couldn’t think of one.)
Jonny is one of those people who works really well under pressure. He can put everything off to the last minute, and then when things really have to be done, he does it. It’s kind of stressful, actually it’s really stressful, but that’s how he operates. I operate a little bit differently. When pressure sets in, I avoid whatever I am supposed to be doing at all costs. It’s best for me to get things done ahead of time to avoid major anxiety, but I am not always able to. Sometimes I procrastinate even though I know what it’s going to do to me. I’ve been known to start sewing in the last moments before leaving for a trip, or stopping everything to knit when I know good and well that I’m supposed to be doing something else.
Last weekend, Jonny and I attended a charity event on Saturday evening. This was an adults only affair, and we left all six children with a babysitter, leaving Silas for the first time. I was supposed to spend Saturday cleaning the house and making dinner ahead of time for the kids before getting myself ready. I was a little nervous about leaving Silas, and especially the fact that someone else would have to put him to bed. It’s a little nerve wracking in general, leaving so many kids in someone else’s care. So, I did the normal thing: went outside and started gathering the seeds from dock plants, deciding that what I needed to do was dye yarn that weekend. There wasn’t time for more than gathering the seeds on Saturday and placing my yarn in a pot of water to soak, but that was enough to ground me, and help me relax about the evening (in addition to worrying about the kids, I am introverted, and big events are a little overwhelming for me.)
We had a great evening. Our kids loved their babysitter. Silas went to bed just fine, rocked by his big brother Keats. We need to get out more often.
Regarding the yarn:
My yarn looks very similar in these photos to the black walnut dyed yarn I have been knitting with, but it is actually a more golden shade of brown that I don’t care for as much. I was hoping it would look like this yarn that was dyed with the seeds from plants of the same genus, but it doesn’t.
The bottom line is that I enjoyed (and maybe needed) the weekend long process of dyeing this yarn, and I wasn’t too invested in the final outcome.
Some links for you:
Wild Color is the book I use as a guide for dyeing yarn using plants.
If you are in need of a drying rack, and would like a handmade wooden one (from a lovely family business) that will eventually be handed down to your children, this is the place to buy it. I have the midsize rack, the “Pioneer.”