The snows have melted to mush and I just saw cherry blossoms blooming on a tree in the park. And today was the first time in ages when outside didn't make me want to go back inside! Admittedly
it may be a false alarm but somewhere behind the blanket-clouds I feel that Spring is ready to dazzle.
This week I'm all about colour. Vibrant, happy ones. So I've taken to dip-dying anything white I can scrounge from my humble abode. Here is some crochet cotton I intend to make into sugar-starched bowls:
This is my curtain. This picture reminds me of a frothy waterfall tumbling into a deep blue (apparently Bahaman, according to the dye label) pond.
Here it is again, backdropping a stitched paper garland I just made for an upcoming issue of Gathered Magazine:
Not even the pillow cases escaped the treatment. They were so dull and tired looking before, but now they are purely glacial.
And I've just made a batch of scarves for the shop...