And we did! Dye, that is. A few of us got together last Saturday to dye some sock blanks, and whatever else we could get our hands on. It was a lot of fun, but not for the faint-hearted. There were stains, splatters, sore feet and frivolity. Nicole tapped into her inner Jackson Pollock, and Suzy seemed to keep leaning toward food. Yarn as food. Kathy used her textile degree and extreme patience to create works of art. I just splattered and painted and ate, all day long!