The balconies are full of flowers again though we are a bit weary. The nights are still a bit too cold so the fragile plants have to be moved inside during nighttime.
Anyway, I was not supposed to talk about springtime in Norway, but the beads I got to use at the farm while visiting. Mother-in-law had been taking care of some of her mother's old necklaces and I was lucky enough to be allowed to use the beads for new jewellery! I felt like a 6 year old with a treasure box in front of me.
|The treasure box|
|Sorted beads - new and old|
|What a lovely mess!|
I used hours to go through the box to sort the necklaces, beads and colors. Here is the result:
|In Bettys memory|
A colorful necklace in the memory of a kind, elegant and colorful lady.