Pale gray twilight outlines the leafless black trees. I hear the blues coming from the living room where Bruce is setting up his ultimate iPod playlist. I sit in my studio, waiting for paint to dry and drinking a glass of champagne, looking out at wintry dusk. Barry is in Durango, and I imagine him missing Bandy and dreaming of his new Chum Bucket Red Karate Monkey bicycle, which is schedule to arrive any day now. We are reasonably happy, healthy, and productive. I am tremendously grateful for this life.

I took advantage of the warm, sunny weather and dyed some cheesecloth on Friday. I spread the pieces on bushes and had a colorful display as they dried (photo below).




I used some Dylon dyes from England and I didn't get the vibrant colors that I wanted. I have been reading Judith Montano's new book Fibreart Montage, and she recommends Colorhue dyes. These dyes are for silk, so they would not have been much use with the cheesecloth. However, I have some silk to dye so I went to Ginny Eckley's website and bought a set 10 bottles of Colorhue and 10 pipettes. Amazingly, they arrived Saturday, but I haven't used them because I have been spending time with my son and his girlfriend, who are visiting for Thanksgiving (photo above).

I know that to get the colors I want, I am probably going to have to learn to use procion dyes and all the chemicals that go with them. I am dragging my feet because it sounds like so much trouble and expense. Sherrill Lewis of the Bead Ranch says I can come to her place to dye lace and fabrics, using the procion dyes, with friends Martha Green and De Crow. I think I will do that before I invest in procion dyes of my own. Maybe it's not as hard as I think.

We have had a wonderful family Thanksgiving. Barry's girlfriend is just delightful and I was was so happy to meet her. The photo doesn't show that she is smart, beautiful, and generally adorable.