Mar 5
Today was a full dye day in the studio.
The kind where the sinks fill up with wool and skeins slowly take over every available surface.
Dye jars open.
Colors blooming in warm water.
More yarn than I expected somehow fitting into the tubs.
At one point I stepped back and realized there were forty skeins in various stages of becoming.
Right now it looks a little chaotic.
Some are still soaking.
Some are being rinsed.
And a whole shelf of fiber is now hanging quietly to dry.
This part always feels a little strange —
the moment between dyeing and finished yarn.
The colors are still settling,
the wool is still deciding what it wants to be.
Tomorrow they’ll be twisted into skeins.
But tonight the studio just looks like this.
Forty skeins and a lot of hope.
