Alright, saying it's been a purple day on the farm is a little bit of a lie. First, I don't live on a farm, and second, every day is a purple day.
I've had a pile of doilies, pillowcases, and other linens that have been waiting and waiting to get in the dye bath. So they finally got their wish. A purple bath. They sang cheerful purple songs while hanging on the line out back. Heck fire, I might just draw myself a lovely purple bath someday.....but I kind of doubt it. :-)