Despite living in the midst of the action, the recent Winter Olympic Games were like any other for me: I watched a lot of TV, cheering on Canadian (and other) athletes, and regretting not taking those skating/skiing lessons more seriously as a kid.
In the seven or eight years leading up to the big spectacle, I had -- and continue to have -- rather ambivalent feelings about the costs vs. benefits of my city hosting the "Games", and I'm rather glad the biggest part of the show is over.
Of the Ravelympics, however, I felt no such ambivalence. Piggy is a proud member of Team Canada who, if I may be so bold, put in a fairly impressive performance in the Downhill Dyeing event:
If I were a fancy-pants fibre artiste, I'd likely come up with a veritable menu of names for the colours I ended up with. But I'm not, so I'm just calling my efforts kitchen dyeing, as all my dyes came from food.
And behold the reward bestowed upon me by Adonis Dionysius Bobicus Maximus:
I'm basking in the glory of my medal, believe me. But I kinda wish the medal came with a $10,000 bonus, like Team Canada's Olympic athletes get. C'est la vie.
Fortunately for Piggy's bank balance, all these yarns were dirt cheap: the non-superwash wool and alpaca were from that estate sale I went to months ago, and the superwash is Nashua Handknits Creative Focus from Dressew, where all yarn is $1.99/skein.
And the dyestuff, for the most part, was also very budget-friendly. The black beans did double-duty and made a huge pot of soup, the coffee was of the dirt-cheap no-name brand variety, and many of the avocado pits and skins were donated by friends (big thank yous to y'all!).
I think I've caught the natural dyeing bug. Which isn't entirely a good thing, given my record of using up yarn...