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??