Here’s that cotton shawl from the other day, after three dips in a strong indigo bath. As I’d hoped, the myrobalan tannin that was already in the fabric shifted the indigo in a teal direction.
Here it is hanging in the cherry tree:
Since I did all the seed-tying at my Tuesday night sewing circle, I’m saving the unwrapping until I’m back at sewing circle. The suspense is killing me but I haven’t even taken out one single seed to have a peek.