Splash! Uh oh....

There I was, minding my own business, thinking that Doing Something would be a good way of beating the blues. So I decided to dye. I had some premixed dye from working on that skirt (it didn't help, by the way...), so used the thickened brown dye to paint a largeish square, and the unthickened brown and green on a piece of silk noil that had previously been dyed turquoise. So, then I thought, might as well make some dye paint for playing with. And at some point, added the soda ash to the silk, thinking, must time that...

So, cleared the decks, put most stuff on the floor, mixed happily, if slowly, as there's no sink in the utility room where I dye, and it means trailing backwards and forwards to the kitchen. And then thought, oh, that piece, must rinse it...tried to open the washing machine door (front loader). It wouldn't budge past a few inches. So, instead of looking, I did what any dyer in a hurry would do...I tugged....and SPLASH!!! Eight litres of soda ash solution all over the floor. And the air filled with words that would make a navvy blush!

Still, first things first. Into the rinse with the silk, first. And then, newspapers and towels to mop up the sea of soda ash... My floor is now extremely clean, with the occasional pattern on it where not all the soda ash has been wiped away.

Was it worth it? Judge for yourself; the cloth at the top of the blog is the silk I dyed yesterday. What do you think?