I have to do some digging in history to find when and if I tried dyeing thread in my kitchen in the past. The memories are not good ones. Weak colors. Skips and misses. Tangles? A mason jar half full of turquoise sprung a mysterious hole. There was blue and blood everywhere and I never found out why.
There will be research.
In the meantime.
I may be one of the few people you know who does NOT have a tattoo. I wouldn't put anyone's art on my skin permanently. But this star fell a bit off-center and needs to be balanced with something. Then something else. And more. I could have a full sleeve, but I'm pretty sure that's going to involve opening the seam to have room to work.
I put some of the houseplants back outside. We'll chance a few more days of moderate temps.