I probably chose the world's worst day for dyeing. The humidity level was through the roof !
There was a wind but it was like getting slapped with wet sheets.
I was also getting to the down and dirty with the article and here is a teaser for you.
There were many opportunities for cat fun too with tons of wool lying around.
As a disclaimer I don't generally let cats make nests of bowls but this was cute.
Also I just discovered who the patron saint of Dyeing wool in the summer was ...look closely:
I needed all the help I could get !