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Thank you, Sinome...
posted by
PoeticPoetry
on January 21, 2013 at 7:46 AM
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Excellent! xoxoxo
posted by
Sinome
on January 19, 2013 at 8:56 PM
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CCT, Walnuts make a deep, rich brown color for the yarn. Really quite
beautiful
posted by
PoeticPoetry
on January 17, 2013 at 11:02 PM
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Thanks, Taps. It is called Murphy, North Carolina. Or, a few miles away
a place called Brasstown where there is a Folkschool. It is there you may learn to dye your own fabric with walnuts, etc. They also have a blacksmith shop where you may learn that skill from a long time ago. It is a place where you can step back into another time. I lived there for almost twenty years.
posted by
PoeticPoetry
on January 17, 2013 at 10:59 PM
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Don't know how we can get along without YOU, Jay.
posted by
PoeticPoetry
on January 17, 2013 at 10:54 PM
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Thanks, Former.
posted by
PoeticPoetry
on January 17, 2013 at 10:53 PM
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Believe it or not, I lived in an area like this where there are still women
working those spinning wheels. That is why I knew to dye the wool using the walnuts.
I watched them do it when I lived in North Carolina (about ten years ago). They still
make quilts by hand, too.
posted by
PoeticPoetry
on January 17, 2013 at 10:52 PM
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PP
I really like this - an echo of a time surely no one remembers - or do they? 
posted by
Nautikos
on January 17, 2013 at 5:42 PM
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A fine job with the imagery in the poem.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on January 17, 2013 at 11:38 AM
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I can feel this one in my heart as I too miss the old ways...I closed my subscription yesterday thinking I would have time to say goodbye and learned that one must say those things before pressing the button, so I reopened it for a prolonged goodbye as I did not want to leave without letting my friends know how much I will miss them. So now I guess you are stuck with me tell February.
posted by
UtahJay
on January 17, 2013 at 10:48 AM
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Move over Jackie you always get the best place by the fire. If I had to criticize I would suggest something a bit brighter than walnuts.Such a somber colour even beetroot would be more cheerful. I am sure you could think of a bright dye made from plants and what a waste of walnuts unless you pickled them afterwards. Yes I have made pickled walnuts.
the ones one buys are too sharp, I think. Interesting poem.
posted by
C_C_T
on January 16, 2013 at 10:14 PM
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I really like this.
Now I want to visit this Chalky Mountain and feel the ambience there.
posted by
TAPS.
on January 16, 2013 at 8:30 PM
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