Takk for sist!

When Norwegians meet after a time apart, they say “takk for sist”, literally “thanks for the last time.”  There is a joy in meeting and reconnecting, and a tacit acknowledgment that there is still a connection, even if from a distant time.

And now we meet again, and it is time for new adventures.  

Adventures, you say?

Yes! Adventures!  Admittedly, I’m up for small adventures, and especially skill building.  

Life has kept me busy for the last couple of years, what with a permanent move to the world’s most beautiful farm*, the loss of FiberDog, and, ummm…. did someone mention a pandemic? How positively medieval!

There will be cooking.  There will be playing with hatchets.  There will be wandering on mountains.  There will be pirates (at least one!)  And, of course, there will be playing with textiles and fibers.

So, thank you for the last time, and hope to see you again soon!

*my opinion is absolutely truthful and wholly biased, of course. Image on the right is Rundsteinen (the Round Rock), my father-in-law’s childhood playground.