It's a Mystery

My chain plied sibling socks, that have been in hibernation until it was warm and dry enough to sit outside and comb more fleece, have another finished ball. Since this color is so close to the last color stripe, it is going into storage until the latest processed batt is dry enough to spin and ply.



It is so strange how those odd little batts turn into yarn that looks nothing at all like them. Where did all that bright purple go? Dyeing is a mysterious business.