A few years a go, I used to sell hand-dyed clothing at a local Saturday Market. During those years, everyone in my family wore a lot of tie-dye. Now, we all just wear an occasional piece of colorful clothing with one exception: socks for my son and husband. They have worn only brightly hand-dyed socks for several years. A teen friend has also joined that trend, and so every once in awhile I need to dye up a new batch of socks for those three special guys. The colors vary depending upon my mood, other projects I may have going at the time and what colors of dye I have in the basement at that moment. Here is my latest batch, 22 pair freshly folded from the dryer:
Since I was dyeing socks anyway, I also threw in some recently purchased dishtowels that were a boring white. Much more fun now!