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(This started out as a reply to k_crow's post here. But as I wrote a few lines here, and a few there in between rebuilding one of the protein indices, it got kind of long, and I've spammed her with comments enough this week...)

Gods, I spent a lot of time trying to make a decent dye, or ink, from berries when I was young. (I was particularly enamoured of our sumac tree, that grew these things that looked more or less like fuzzy hotdogs -- they seemed to be so completely useless, and yet they were an amazing bright burgundy, and when soaked in water they turned it an intriguing pink, and it looked so much like you ought to be able to do something with them...) We'll just leave out the early attempts at building a wood burning stove (my mother loved that one) at boatbuilding, at spinning...

I must not have outgrown the urge, though.( Read more... )