A couple of weeks ago I took an Indigo dying class with Sara Ashford at her Culler Studio located at TwispWorks. What fun! In addition to learning about the dye process, we learned how to fold and shape our cloth to make different patterns. There was a lot of experimentation. We used quite a few interesting tools to shape the dye – big metal washers, plastic pipe, string, clothes pins, clamps, pennies; the list goes on and on. When it was over we all had couple of unique silk scarves. Some of us did some samplers on cotton or linen of our own and some students brought shirts and scarves to experiment with. It is always good to learn something new! Thanks Sara!
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The month is almost over and I don’t know where the time went. It has been full of wildflowers and spring tasks and walks in the hills and birds and good times. At the start of the month there were large piles of snow and ice covered puddles. All that is gone now. Here are a few highlights.
It had been a long time since I had my boat out on the water. Last year I suffered from moderate to severe back pain for months on end and I was unable to load and unload the boat on my own so it gathered dust in the garage for over a year and a half. This year I am feeling much better and yesterday I took it out to Patterson Lake and enjoyed the beauty and solitude of an April morning. Two weeks ago the lake was covered in ice.
We have had some really marvelous warm spring weather in the last week or two. Temperatures into the 70’s and light to steady breezes quickly melted the snow and out of the wet ground sprouted delightful tiny wildflowers. Lots of insects hatched attracting lots of birds and the honey bees have been busy on the willow catkins, gathering pollen for their hives. For nearly a week I’d go outside a couple times a day and search for my former nemesis wildflower – steershead or Dicentra uniflora – and I was delighted to find it. As the snow line descended down into our draw, I found more and more of tiny plants with flowers the size of a dime. How could they have been here all these years and I never saw them til last year. Were they tucked under the bitterbrush that burned in 2014? Or did the fire stimulate seeds that may have laid dormant?
One of my favorite things – sunset on the beach. A comfy chair on the deck, a glass of wine and dogs by my side. It doesn’t get much better than that.