The Glamorous Life of a Dyer

Well, my break is just about over…boohoo! What did I do? Not much…but I did get some dyeing done. I thought I’d give you a glimpse of how glamorous it is to be a dyer:

Here’s a shot of a 10 yards of cotton duck and 30 of the going green totes waiting for washout:

Here’s where I do my dyeing:

The sink is out on our back patio (Hubby plumbed it him self – he used the cold water supply for the outside hose faucet and the drain goes through the house and joins up with the kitchen sink drain which is directly opposite the outside sink! Many times I’ve been rinsing scarves out oustside while my hubby is inside washing up or prepping for dinner! Please note the lines of shade – we have a trellis-like structure over the patio, but it doesn’t provide total shade, and the vines we’ve planted need a few more years to grow:

So although it’s beautiful in my backyard right now, pretty soon it’ll get hotter than Hades out there. I think we’re going to put some shade cloth up under the section of trellis over the sink so I don’t get sunburned shoulders!

I use lots of specialized equipment… not!

Then of course, there’s the ironing:

Although I hate the ironing, it does give me a chance to see what i’ve dyed. I revel in the way the dye moves across the silk and am reminded that I want to start making silk quilts… I also come across ideas for new color combos. The new combo name and idea I came up for yesterday – “Daffodil Skies” – I need to try to recreate what’s in my head…soon!

Again, there are not enough hours in the day!