When I took the new pieces out of the dryer this morning they seemed to be infested with LINT, as if I washed a tissue or two along with them
only I know that's not the case. So I took everything out onto the upper deck to give it all a good snapping shake creating a snowstorm of fuzz.
Happily they gave up the fuzz to a little vigor. Then I spent a quick half hour ironing this unruly lot.
Compared to the shimmering delicacy of damask, this varying weights of linens are very masculine by comparison. Tough cloths, every one of them. A fiber gang. I'm glad the colors stayed as strong as I wanted for this first round.
I'm going to suspend further attempts on the dyedeck until this brutal weather backs off. I find myself skipping steps and forgetting what comes next. The pleasure in the doing is just not there under these extreme conditions.
For a few minutes the trees tossed and moaned last night and I hoped for a thunderstorm but nothing materialized.
I'm going to hunker down in the AC of the studio, think about what is next, work with what is already at hand and attend to a few administrative tasks I have been putting off, like ordering new business cards and redoing the website.
Little stuff, you know, like the Augean stables....
I've also decide to extend the sale in the store and will be adding some of these Tough Guys into the mix.
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You know it's been hot when you go outside and comment, sincerely, on how cool it is. The temperature? 96 degrees.
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