My natural dyed batts.
But to get there, I had to grow the indigo.
harvest the leaves and chop them up, cook them, drain off the liquid, aerate it and then take the oxygen back out,
to end up with this scary looking potion.
Meanwhile, Hassie's still-dirty-even-after-washing-and-carding wool
was pre-moistened and ready to go.
So fun watching each piece turn yellow in the vat and then blue as it hit the air.
Such a fun day I had for myself.
It really was much easier than I had anticipated.
Next year I must remember to grow twice as much indigo so I will have enough liquid to create darker hues.
But for now, I look forward to spinning these lovely shades into yarn.
Much else to do right now ;)