Having a hank of silk embroidery thread that has already been through a long, cold alum soak has been going to my imagination. Usually when I think about local dyes I am thinking about eucalypts, but one recent weekend I went to the farmer’s market and when I cut the tops from these treasures, I was struck by the urge to dye with them.
Into the pot they went without delay.
Once the water went in, I saw there was a passenger. Can you see it (her, probably)?
I did get her out of the pot eventually, and yes, with a long handled wooden spoon.
Here, a photo of the dyer reflected in her pot, a day later.
The thread is a greenish shade of yellow. I have plans already!