Musings about what I do with my natural, compost, and rust dyed fabrics, ribbons, and fibers.
Do the neighbors ever wonder what in the heck's going on next door? Even I would look twice if I saw that big piece of cloth hanging on the line!
Most of the neighbors know what I'm up to, except for the people from Hong Kong, China. And I suspect the older gal living there may have some clue as the day I hung all of the indigo dyed fabric and yarns out she was outside in a flash pointing at the clothes line yelling at someone in the house.
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