Rose Colored Glasses

Those of you reading this most likely all know where I was today since my readership consists of people I see or talk to on a regular basis. And, despite the fact that you are all most likely interested in Rudy, today's post is about a new obsession I've found. (Actually, I decided tonight that I really only  have two obsessions. Scrapbooking and Fiber. The Fiber Obsession can be broken into three categories for me now: knitting, spinning, DYING. Rudy is an obsession, but different from those requiring 12 steps.)

Barbara and I met up Friday evening in Navasota. Her oldest son used to work in Navasota while at A&M and couldn't imagine why we would want to go there. Foolish children.

The WC Mercantile is there. And these lovely ladies.

That's Super Steph on the left and her mom, Petra, on the right. Super Steph owns the Mercantile. Petra taught a class on fiber dying that Barbara and I took today. (Just to set the record straight, Petra did not name her daughter Super Steph. Although it fits appropriately, and although I don't know her full name, I do know that Super Steph is what I call her because that is her Ravelry name. If you don't know what Ravelry is...you probably don't know who I am either.)

We each started with a skein of sock yarn that the girls had prepped for us. We hand painted dye onto it.

Rolled it in plastic wrap. And nuked it. (I'm sure this is how the pioneers set their dye.)

Everyone's technique was different. Everyone's yarn looked wonderful! Here's mine:

I used sapphire blue, chartreuse, and a golden color to make big stripes. I now have to purchase a whole set of different tools. Dyes. Crockpots. Vinegar by the gallon. Plastic Wrap. Rubber gloves. And then DIFFERENT dyes for my plant fibers like bamboo and milk fiber. These things, truth be told, are cheaper than the spinning wheel, fiber,  and yarn I've collected.

It was mighty nice to come home and have Rudy so excited to see me that he wet on the floor.