On my daily walk the other day, I found a beautiful, handmade, old, torn mitten lying around on the street. I felt so sorry for it and just couldn´t leave it there all alone... I guess nobody wanted it anymore, since the poor thing was in a really bad condition.
But what´s it´s story? I wonder who spent a lot of hours, knitting this beautiful thing? Did the knitter make it for her/him self or for someone special? Was it a birthday present? Who has it been keeping warm and where has is been? Why did it get so torn up (beyond repairable)...
Traditional icelandic/skandinavian pattern, maby soft and cozy kambgarn
the back... poor thing - so far beyond repairable!
Love the pattern on the thumb - very inspiring...
I also wanted to share a few wonderful moments with you...
my big boy on a walk this weekend - wearing the lopi-sweater I dyed with flowers and lichen
he loves talking a long walk and helping me pick plants for my salves and yarndyeing
I used horse tail for dyeing...
Like usual we found some beautiful things on the beach like...
... feathers
... beautiful blue flowers growing on stones...
... crabs - dead and alive
... seaweed and an amzing view on Esjan (mountain)
... birdwatcher´s house
lucky me, living only 4 minutes from this place
our beach
isn´t it amazing how nature provides us with those colours??