today
ben
and i celebrated our second anniversary. i made him a memento from our first indigo dyeing session. i had given away a lot of the yarn we dyed that day, but had made swatches of each type.
the little handmade book, on beautiful paper and fastened entirely with brads, no glue, and with a gold-marbeled cover, was given to me in a swap. i traded the woman who made it a big stack of chinese fortune-telling fish for three of these little books.
we in fact did a little more indigo dyeing this weekend. one of our plants was stolen a few weeks ago, giving us 25% less to work with, but i am satisfied with the knowledge that the person who stole it probably thought it was a basil plant. how i would have loved to have been there when the spaghetti sauce was being brought to the table. we still have plenty, and are getting more accustomed to the process and the smell.
ben is fond enough of my little handmade presents (i am lucky in this) that he says he will be devoting a space on the bookshelf to them. i would give him the world.