When I had dyed the fabric with the red cabbage, I got a very fuchsia pink/purple as the colour. I am not a pink girl. My favourite colour to wear is black. I get threatened with pink. The fabric was good because the dye worked but not good because of the colour. But I was going to use it anyhow. I pulled out silk and lace to start pondering about it.
Then I washed it with my sea salt laundry detergent.
I was so happy! So pleased! I could have gone for a bit more purple in the blue but it was not pink! I could add many more exclamation points.
I put the slip together while listening to another one of my romantic comedies where the is gunfire and explosions. Action movies are a preference. The house is very quiet. More dyed silk but not my work. Lace.
Finished. And it is just lovely. The cotton silk satin feels very nice on my nerve endings. Since I am in the midst of a flare, soothing to my nerve endings is a plus. I know silk, lace, and cotton do not make pain go away but the pleasure of making something pretty helps.
I keep thinking I will feel better soon. There were times today that it was a breath at a time. But then I was sitting at my sewing machine again thinking that I wanted to take a skateboard out. Too much traffic and much too stiff. I am not sure anything moves that way right now. But there is no surf but I can carve down the street. It makes me smile and that is what counts right now.