Some of you might have heard me say, “I don’t want to dye!” I’m not sure why I don’t like to dye wool. Maybe it’s too much like cooking, which I’m not crazy about either. But this Harvest Moon rug that I’m hooking for a friend, who loves rich color, needed a deep magenta/fuschia/raspberry [not sure what to call this color] border. I knew I had to bite the bullet and dye some wool.
I used Ingrid Hieronymous’ recipe for the perfect color and made up a batch of dye. To make a long and tedious story short, I had to dye this same yard of wool FOUR TIMES to get the intensity of color I wanted. But in the end it was worth it. The hooking is finished.. Now comes the binding, which I enjoy doing. I might take it to the Woolwrights’ hook-in in a couple of weeks and do it there.
As I was bemoaning this dye job, I amused myself by thinking of the interesting terms that we rug hookers use. We strip, bind, whip, and dye. Sounds like one of the true crime podcasts I listen to.
I am without a next rug to design and hook, which I can blog about. I’m sure something will pop into my imagination. Hopefully, I won’t have to dye any wool for it.
There’s a lot of beauty out there and in a dye job that finally comes out right.