Note: Fabrics have been pressed. Some may show a fold line.
Fabric “batching” on an elevated screen. Nearly all the snow has melted after 36 hours.
Here are more of the fabrics I snow-dyed recently. Hard to believe we had 10″ of snow a couple of weeks ago. Today was sunny and warm, and the daffodils are in bloom
Here’s my method for snow dyeing: Be sure to wear a mask, preferably a respirator, and gloves when working with dyes. Make sure utensils and containers are for dyeing only! Do not grab something from the kitchen to use. Mix a solution of nine (9) T. soda ash to one (1) gallon warm to hot water. Let soak at least 30 minutes. Wring out fabric and use wet, or let dry to use later. Manipulate fabric as desired by folding, pleating, scrunching, twirling and twisting. Lay fabric on an old screen suspended over containers to catch dye run-off. Cover with snow. Using Proxion Fiber Reactive dyes, available from www.prochemicalanddye.com/ in solution or in powder form, pour or sprinkle desired colors on top of snow. Try to remember where your fabrics are placed for more accurate color planning. I chose blue, golden yellow and pagoda red. I regretted using pagoda red, as it has a lot of orange in it, causing a rust or brown effect when it mixes with blue. I’ll use care next time to choose a true red.
I let my fabrics “batch” until the snow had completely melted. Then they were rinsed many times prior to a machine wash with 2 T. Synthrapol (available from ProChem or Mary Jo’s Cloth Store near Charlotte) and hottest water. Toss a Color Catcher in with the final rinse to ensure excess dye has been removed. Damp dry fabrics and then press with a hot iron. Enjoy!
The folks at ProChem have an excellent website which includes instructions for many types of dyeing. For those on the west coast, check https://www.dharmatrading.com/ - another very good source.
If you try this type of dyeing, follow safety precautions and have fun! I stashed several gallons of snow in our freezer and will have another “snow day” soon.
It began snowing about 9:30 this morning. Snow two days in a row – in the south? Well, I never. At first the snow was a fine mist, barely discernible. As the morning wore on, the flakes became bigger and the wind began to blow. Soon, everything was covered with at least five inches of new snow. And the temperature was dropping fast. Brrrrr.
Lots of birds were hovering around our feeders, especially the suet. With ice pellets forecast for tonight and fearing a loss of power, we decided to have a big breakfast which included bacon. Yum! The birds were eating animal fat to keep warm, so why shouldn’t we, we reasoned. As we ate, I worried about them. Each bird looked puffy, with its feathers fluffed out against the cold wind. I wished I could do something to warm them in the frigid air.
Years ago, I bought a cookbook at the Charlotte Nature Museum which had a wonderful chapter titled: ”Feeding Wild Animals.” In it was a recipe for a home-made bird treat. The birds love “Chickadee Pudding” Using the bacon fat and things we had on hand, I made a batch of it this morning. It firmed up quickly outside. In just minutes birds, including slate colored juncos (a bird almost never seen here), were flocking (no pun intended) to it. Love!
Chickadee Pudding (fromThe Nature Museum Cookbook)
Mix together a handful of each of the following: dry rolled oats, bird seed, cornmeal, ground bread crumbs, dry cream of wheat and some cut up raisins. Add a spoonful of peanut butter to melted bacon fat. Let the peanut butter soften. Add to the dry ingredients and stir to moisten. Put in a flat container, on a pine cone or in a tin pie plate. Let harden before placing outside for the birds. Note: I used what was available, including dry grits, chopped cranberries and nuts. It looked good enough to eat!
Snowbound or a few days? Try doing this with your kids: Make a piece of toast, cut out a shape with a cookie butter and make a hole for hanging. Slather the toast with peanut butter then sprinkle with bird seed. Hang outside for your feathered friends.
Stay warm and safe!
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Yesterday Charlotte was blanketed with heavy, wet snow. Although ours measured just over 2″, that’s a big deal for us. I wandered around our yard and garden for a bit, photographing images which caught my eye. My hands were so cold I couldn’t hold the camera still.
The coldness reminded me of my childhood in IL, where winter snows were common. My sisters and I would spend all day outside, building snow forts and snowmen, having snowball fights and sledding. Sometimes Daddy would hook a team of ponies to the sleigh, and off we’d go. At day’s end, our wool mittens soaked and our fingers red and freezing, we’d all rush to the sink in our one bathroom and soak our hands in warm water until we could feel them again. Mittens would be hung with clothespins on a wire hanger which Mother placed in front of one of the few registers we had in the 19th century farm house. Forgetting how cold we had gotten, we’d be in the snow again the next day. What an idyllic childhood it was. Truly.
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Photography copyright Ellen Guerrant, 2/11/2014
Being an artist is often a lonely occupation. I need quiet and solitude when designing, but missed the fellowship I’d known in groups to which I’d belonged years ago. I missed sewing with my late Mother and sewing with my sister. I needed friends!
Early this year, I was lucky enough to grab the last spot in a newly formed quilting bee through my quilt guild. And it was for folks in my neighborhood! Yea! I purposely joined this group because I knew almost none of the members.
This venture has turned out to be just what I needed. As a member of the Queen Bee, I’m getting to know some great women. We laugh, we share, we listen, and of course we EAT! What began as two-hour morning meetings has turned into quilt-a-thons.
Elizabeth was our hostess this month. Her retirement home has a fabulously huge room on the 10th floor. It was lovely and bright, complete with hot coffee and tea and the most divine blueberry scones I’ve ever had! Oh my.
Above are photos of our day. Word has gotten out that “the quilters” were in the building. A woman and her daughter arrived with a grandmother’s flower garden quilt top complete wiwth pathways of 1930′s green. Her daughter had dozens of 3″ bowtie blocks, all perfectly hand-pieced with the tiniest stitches. These women were not quilters and needed information. ”What do I do with these? How do I finish this? Do you know anyone who could quilt this for me?” We oohed and ahed over the 1930′s treasures – such a treat to see. And the mother and daughter left armed with information on how to finish and care for their family heirlooms. It was a great day!