Sometimes spring in the eastern part of Norway waits until May... late May. We have had snow on 17 May, our constitutional day, though not as a norm. No matter how cold or windy, however, when the snow has left us and green life starts bursting out of the ground, this little guy shows up.
We call it Hvitveis, though I found the english name to be Anemones. They grow in the forest, covering the ground like a big green and white carpet.
As kids we would pick huge boquetes of these to bring home to our mothers. They don't last long inside as they are made for the slightly chilly outside. I can't think of a more wonderful sign of spring - walking through the forest in the evenings as the sun goes down and see how the anemones lifts its head towards the sun to drink in the last drops of daylight. They are almost like sunflowers, following the sun through its journey over the heavens.
Hvitveis and spring reminds me, every year, why I choose to live in Norway, even with the darn winters we have....
I spent last weekend babysitting my aunt and uncle's new doggies: one big puppy, 11 months, called Odin, and a four months old puppy called Frøya, or Freya in English. The norse main god and goddess:) The breed is Chesapeak Bay Retrievers, and they looooove water. Odin had his first 'hunt' for waves.
Frøya, on the other hand, just wanted goodies! And could not quite understand why I would not give her more! Can anything look more sad than a dog?
We call it Hvitveis, though I found the english name to be Anemones. They grow in the forest, covering the ground like a big green and white carpet. 
As kids we would pick huge boquetes of these to bring home to our mothers. They don't last long inside as they are made for the slightly chilly outside. I can't think of a more wonderful sign of spring - walking through the forest in the evenings as the sun goes down and see how the anemones lifts its head towards the sun to drink in the last drops of daylight. They are almost like sunflowers, following the sun through its journey over the heavens.
She wanted black and purple, so she got black and purple.
Need I say more? :) Quilting to be done at a later date. Now I am just relishing in the doneness:)
I can already forsee some ripping and resewing... there are some waves on some of those borders. As usual. Why should it be different this time? It seems to follow me through all my quilts:)
Next step is to piece the borders. Kind of worried about that, piecing triangles together. However, nothing on this one is supposed to be simple or easy - it is a challenge and a journey.
I made two pair, and she liked them both. Can't ask for more than that:) I haven't quite figured out how to take good quilt pictures with my new camera. The colours are warmer than this, not bluish at all.
My houseguest (who will return to his own home tomorrow... snufs) kept me company by hogging the ironing board. He kept away from the hot iron, smart kitty:)
