Tea time

In May of last year, a mysterious box arrived from Deb, a friend and fellow fiber artist.

 Opening the box was like finding an unexpected treasure

for inside was lengths of cotton that Deb had used 

in making her shibori scarves.

 The steam set folds and pleats were sensual.

Not daring to risk destroying the beauty of the gift, 

I put the cotton away and waited for the muse to whisper.

And whisper she did, just before I left for Pam's.

 

Remember this?

After soaking in a tea and vinegar mixture for a week, 

I wrapped the rusted ring with Deb's cotton

and left it to transform while I was gone.

And transform it did. Seems tannins + rust = gray. 

And if left long enough, the rust becomes...well...rust.