Crack willow, Salix fragilis, cut from a riverbank tree this afternoon - its hairless leaves distinguish it from the white willow, which is also abundant here.
Easter at Knitso Towers is almost a non-event now that the children have mostly flown the nest, but bringing willow stems into the house is too long-standing an Easter tradition to forego. This year they're in full flower but often they are barely in bud.
In the dye pot willow bark yields a pale rose-tan on wool, similar to the shades you see here, and a beautiful slate grey with the addition of an iron modifier. There'll be bark to be had from fallen branches come the next storm, and yarn in these colours soon afterwards, but more on that when it happens.
The yarn I've photographed wasn't dyed by me, it's the Quince & Co Finch I was knitting into a Paravel hat, now frogged! My decision to modify the lace panels backfired and the perfectionist I endeavour not to be won the day. When I've steamed out those crinkles I'll try again!
Meanwhile, after a long weekend away with plenty of time to think my head is buzzing with new ideas for this space. All I need now is the time to implement them!
Are you struggling to find time for all that you want to do? Are you a perfectionist? A serial frogger?* How do you decorate your home for Easter? And will you be eating too much chocolate in the next few days? Me? Of course I will!
*For the non-knitters that means 'do you make a habit of unravelling knitting projects you're not happy with?'.