I went on a little internet "trip" last week and found a site with gorgeous fabric for sale. I didn't buy but I did click and move a few choice items to my photo file. I'm thinking now, that it wasn't the fabric itself I was charmed by--It's these stacked "slices".
And, now it has me thinking that all that fabric in the closet that doesn't "quite" do it for me--would--if cut into thin slices and sewed into a cloth. Perhaps, at 72, I prefer a line of color and not so much the print itself. It has me looking at the Magic Attic in a brand new way.
In my Learning to Dye with Plant Based Materials, I happened to make a piece of white cloth into a lovely, perfect, piece of yellowy green. It magically blends and increases the beauty of whatever I sew it next to. Do you think I can remember how I made it? No. I have a list of plants that make a green but didn't have nay of that. So, I used something else. That I found in my yard.
At this moment in Time, I have tied a scrap of old lime green linen around some yellow onion skins and a stick and set it to steaming. Not a big set up and certainly nothing toxic. Just a saucepan. Not sure I will get anything I wanted but it will be different from what it was. And that's all we can manage some days, isn't it?
While shopping for bird seed yesterday a woman on a cell phone walked by and was very upset by "leftist Democrats screwing up Maine". Let the Good Times Roll.
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