A quick jaunt and a full shopping bag later and I was ready for business.
My kind & generous friends wished me well
as I set myself towards home. The laborious task of chopping away all the color
from the stalks was about to begin ...
and then came the waiting for the [watched] pot to boil ...
then I waited and waited and waited
for the dye bath to turn orange.
Much to my dismay, the color from this gosh-awful-rank-smelling broth
[after cooking for well over an hour] was nothing but a pale, tawny gold.
WHUT? NO ORANGE?!
Not a chance I was going to let all that chopping go to waste [two nylon knee
stockings stuffed to the gills], so having read someplace
that 'shrooms are particularly sensitive to pH, I decided
to play around and see if I could get this brew to go
way, way alkaline ...
Lobster rolls, anyone?
Now I was gettin' somewhere. In went the test strips of silk, initially
turning a delicate shade of pink ... yawn ...
but with a bit more time
and a little more alkalinity [aka ordinary kitchen baking soda]
you may be quite surprised to see what became of the color ...
are
you
ready
for
this?
Fuchsia-purple
Take THAT, you lobsters.
A certain dawg around here was highly interested in the "fragrant" bundles
[paw prints above ... sure sign of a nose on patrol]
Fortunately, the smell completely disappears once the cloths dry.
Now THAT is a miracle.
If you're not a fan of fishy smells, this may not be your dye of choice;
the stench is overpowering, I kid you not. And don't even consider for one second
cooking up a batch anywhere other than outside - although on second thought
this may be quite useful in ridding oneself of an annoying roommate.
Since having
India 'round these parts to pull various rabbits out of her sleeves
and offer up a host of helpful tidbits about her working methods,
I've adopted a change or two to my former habits. For instance,
I no longer stir the bundles in my dye pots, thus assuring each one gets
even coverage.
[why in the world would you want that?, she wondered]
Why do that when some of the most interesting marks come from being
partially submerged? Duh. Photo above for example ... driftwood floats so the top side
of the cloth above the water line shows little color while underneath
it soaked up the dye like crazy.
Unrolled it's even more obvious ....
yup, no more stirring.
My friend tells me the Lobsters don't appear every year ... in fact,
he hadn't seen them for a few years. Just to secure a little bit of the future,
I scattered the leavings in my own woods in hopes that one day
some parasitic wonders will appear on my own patch.
Maybe one day I can return the favor.