So I normally hate yellow. This time it’s a pleasure. Why? Because I have the time to work out the kinks, remove the colors that didn’t work and admire the beautiful wildflowers popping up all over the rocky field next to my dye kitchen. I am working fast to get older orders filled, to replenish my local yarn shop Tinsmith’s Wife and make sure the girls in California aren’t without. This has been a great adventure AND the yarn dries in one day..