All kinds of sewing,done and dreamed off.

Here I am again, have finished repairing an Icelandic costume for a friend of mine, also made an apron and a shirt to go with the costume. Here it is finished, if you click on the photos they will enlarge and maybe be a little clearer.

This is before repair.

And this is after.

I put the next three photos here so you could see how different the gold work is, you could put fifty women together and none would be wearing the same pattern in their gold work.


Here is mine, the flowers are from my great aunt but the eight parts (don't know the name) with the chain attached are from my grandmother, both from my father's side.


This belongs to DD2 Ebba, I bought her gold work from a woman that sells old gold or silver work on commission. It was all black and broken so it was not expensive but cleaned up very nicely. That did cost some but it was well worth it.


While sewing for my friend in the dining room I totally meshed up my sewing room while looking for items I needed. There was no way I could do anything in there until it was cleaned up.


And I did, although it's not so obvious in this photo, but there are loads of stuff either in a big black garbage bag (clothes needing mending) under the stairs outside the sewing room or in some other hiding places where I hopefully wont find them. Any time soon.


Look at that beautiful thing I got from hubby's parents for Christmas. This great wood thing to hold my rulers. I'd seen one at my MIL that a local carpenter made for her and admired it so much, both with words and touch lol, that she had him make me one. It fits well in there.


And this is what I've been doing for the last two days, well not the whole days, the blocks were made by various members of my guild and I sewed them in this top that will later be made in to a hero quilt, for some local hero.


And then it's my dream, would this not make a great wall hanger. This picture of flowers is painted on the panel in a small church in Northern Iceland. Hubby and I went there last weekend to attend a funeral and it was so beautiful and peaceful sitting in the church waiting for the ceremony to start, looking at the flowers, both on the walls and in the front, all the time feeling the heat of the sun on the side of my face, as it shone through a side window. Today was the first day since sometime in November that the sun shone through the windows in my living room. I was going to make the traditional sunny pancakes but I'd forgotten that the milk car comes on Fridays too (not only Tuesdays and Thursdays as it used to) so there was no milk. Oh, well there's always tomorrow.


This is the altar in the church Skinnastadur, it was built in 1854 (I hope I remember it correctly) and as I said, it's a small church who holds maybe 120 people so there were many that sat in their cars outside and listened to the ceremony on the radio. The woman we were saying good bye to was married to my mother's cousin, she was a wonderful, warm and caring person.


You can see through the windows that there is not much snow outside, it's the same here where I live and it's plain not normal. We've been having unusually warm weather most of January and then we hear on the news about abnormal weather in other parts of the world. In a normal year we would not even have thought about driving 740 kilometers to attend this funeral. I'm glad we could and that we did.

Sunna.