which rhymes with bile
which reminds me of this week’s SOTU address during which any human with functioning brain activity recognized the delusional attempt to rewrite recent history as something other than a ginormous f**k-up by the current administration
which may be why I’ve currently lost my taste for vaguely bile-ish, vile-ish
Awhile back, I attacked the limey problem head-on with a vat of indigo. The results left me with this – one dyed skein and its un-dyed partner:
Not horrible, and possibly striking if knit up into a linen stitch pattern and used for something small like a tote.
So, early on a recent Saturday morning, the plea went out to the Doyenne of Linen Stitch, (and most excellent Madrona Fiber Arts Conference roomie) Ms. akabini her own same self, for help in sorting out the information and mis-information about linen stitch that I was discovering on the Internet.
Zap! Before I could finish my first pot of java, I was rescued by the Devine Doyenne and schooled in the finer points of tweed stitch v. linen stitch and shortly thereafter, poised with needles to begin swatching and, well
even wallet-sized, these colors were a bit much.
Still, I wasn’t ready to give up on the lime/indigo skein, so I paired it with a nice earthy brown (Patons Classic Merino) and
things are starting to improve.
ThreadingWater endorses brown.