The eve of Christmas eve.. there are candles lit and soft music playing, snow clouds are piling up outside and the temperature is dropping, and on the stove is not some wonderful fantastic smelling holiday treat but, YES!!! Another dyepot simmers away! OK, so the house smells like a herd of wet sheep but it is the thrill of the color and the fibers that will spin through my hands soon that more than makes up for the fragrance. This effort above is a domestic roving in burnt orange, yellow ochre and some plum, there are about 6 oz, so enough to make something nice. This morning I dyed some Romney in green and violet and can hardly wait for it to dry enough to spin. Now on the stove is some Corridale in Olive and Russett.

Tomorrow ends our local art association Christmas Gallery and I will be there in the mall with my spinning wheel most of the afternoon. It is a good way to visit with people from my home town who are here again for the holidays. People always stop in to chat and it is actually easier than having an open house (and with no cooking and clean up!).

I hope that you get every wonderful thing on your list.