|Still waiting, but Snowdrop is getting|
much more interactive and almost in
your face with Ian, a sure sign something
is either imminent or something up.
|The view from my hotel window in Nitaure|
|My room in the hotel|
|There were lots of painted birds on the walls of the hotel|
this one was in our room
|The folk band "Ore" with three kokle's, a Latvian folk|
instrument with a gorgeous sound
|The owner of the woodworking place, |
Vienkoču. This boat is just for demonstration, it is not perfect so he says.
|These have been used. You can see the woodworking|
museum in the background too.
|A model mill, one of the many miniature buildings along|
a trail associated with the woodworking attraction
|A playground made from wood|
|A cordwood house with bottle windows - I want a shed/office|
|A close up of our old lady, Veronica|
|An onion growing at home|
for fresh leaves.
|One down, two to go. We sheared Turbjørn first since he|
is the most nervous of the animals, but he actually behaved
the best on the day. Here he is looking quite smug, since we
are sure he knows the other two still need to be sheared
|The boys out in the field|
|Agnese after shearing. The finish was not as good, but that|
reflects the fact that her fleece was so much finer than the
rest (see last week's post to see the difference)
|Estelle after rolling around in the dirt afterwards. She is meant|
to be a pale ecru colour, not beige