I love my job.

This evening's kettle-dyed yarns, drying. I will never get tired of doing this.

Pretty Things

I think I'll take a little time to inject some color into this grey, dismal day. Summertime, where are you?

Today's finished batch of roving. I went outside to try and get photos to use on Etsy, because the house is like a cave since the sun hasn't come out today. *pouts*

I snagged this photo just as it started to rain. Again. Hopefully, the weather will cooperate w/ me tomorrow and I can take some better photos in order to get more stuff up in the shop.

Clouds outside, clouds inside.

Rain clouds outside, soft wooly clouds inside.

Merino top that I dyed up yesterday.  The loft in this fiber is incredible.  It's so soft.  Kitten soft. Baby soft.  Cloud soft.  Absolutely delicious.  I really don't know how I'm going to be able to sell it. It's like I'm selling bundles of guaranteed happy thoughts.

Spinning this top will be just like spinning a cloud.  Or a kitten.  Minus all the scratching and biting.

Color Fest's My Name, Color Is My Game.

(ALL PHOTOS TAKEN THIS EVENING.  STUPID CAMERA!)

Finished kettle-dyed lace weight.  I am really pleased with how these skeins turned out.  The gradations in color are fabulous.

Cooling kettle-dyed yarn.  I have used every single piece of vintage enamelware that I own in this little venture of mine.

My indoor clothesline.  It's too cold to hang stuff outside overnight.  It would freeze, and it's not worth the worry.  The house smells like wet wool a lot, so we burn incense like a pack of potheads.  

The dye corner.  The stains on the counter are in improvement, trust me.  My blog is aptly named.

This is how I'm keeping track of colorways.  A quick photo documents the colors I've used.  Easy peasy.

Quick -N- Dirty Post

This is what I've been up to:

This is the roving that I've been dyeing.  The temptation to sit and spin this up has been tremendous!  

Here's some of the yarn, all fingering weight.  There's 100% merino, merino/silk blend, and superwash/nylon blend.  Each yarn takes the dye differently, so there has totally been a learning curve involved.

I took these photos this evening, whilst fending off five cats.  That was a trick, let me tell you. Here's Jack trying to weasel his way onto all that lovely wool. 

I can't allow kitty contamination, so I quickly bagged it all up again.  Not such great photos, but you get the general idea.