There are days when things just fall into place like a dream but then there are days when I just can't do anything right. I'm sure everyone is like this but it's so terribly frustrating when you do not have any control over it. It could be the moon or the stars or the energy in the air or who the heck knows what but it is what it is.
I've been dying wool and lately next to spinning wool my other most favorite thing to do is to dye wool. Today is not a good color day! I don't even feel like taking any pictures of the awful colors I am putting together. Why am I choosing these awful colors? I'm trying but the brown is "shi....ttie" the purple is "spottie" none of the colors like each other and I don't like any of them at all. Best pack it up and leave it for another day.
Part of what fascinates me is the transformation that takes place from what the color looks like in the un-spun fiber to the spun fiber. Then another transformation occurs when two single strands are plied together. And then another change occurs when knitted.
Here is a success story: "Swirly Dickey"
