Video link: https://youtu.be/wOXRO_KG8TU
Winter is the perfect time to engage in some millennia-old crafts to make ourselves some warm, wool things. A perfect task for nalbinding/needle binding. 🙂
- A tutorial on the Telemark stitch and one of the best needle binding instructors on YouTube.
- Embroidered floral pendant (gift) by the talented Sina Mook.
- Pattern for my most favorite, snuggly warm Sonntag (also a gift).
- Varde yarn by Hillesvåg Ullvarefabrikk.
References:
- [1] Mittens from Digitalt Museum: https://digitaltmuseum.no/011023130332/vott
- [2] Festegaver: https://snl.no/festegave
Kråkevisa
Many more verses than I sang (especially about just how much the man got out of the crow): https://no.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kr%C3%A5kevisa
“Hei fara” and the untranslated words are sort of filler words, as far as I understand it. A music historian will probably correct me.
Original: Å, mannen han gjekk seg i veaskog Hei fara, i veaskog Der satt der ei kråke i lunden og gol Hei fara, faltu riltu raltu ra Og mannen han snudde om hesten sin Hei fara, om hesten sin Så køyrde han heimat til garden igjen Hei fara, faltu riltu raltu ra Men kråka kom etter på taket og gol Hei fara, på taket og gol Og mannen, han opp gjennom ljoren fór Hei fara, faltu riltu raltu ra Og mannen han spende sin boge for kne Hei fara, sin boge for kne Så skaut han den kråka så ho datt ned Hei fara, faltu riltu raltu ra Og kjøtet han salta i tyner og fat Hei fara, i tyner og fat Og tunga han brukte til jolemat Hei fara, faltu riltu raltu ra Og den som 'kje kråka kan nytta so Hei fara, kan nytta so Han er'kje verd ei kråke å få Hei fara, faltu riltu raltu ra
English: Oh, the man went into the firewood forest Hei fara, into the firewood forest In the grove there was a crow crowing Hei fara, faltu riltu raltu ra And the man turned his horse back around Hei fara, his horse back around And drove back to the farm again Hei fara, faltu riltu raltu ra But the crow followed on the roof and crowed Hei fara, on the roof and crowed And the man went up through the smoke hole Hei fara, faltu riltu raltu ra And the man he strung his bow by the knee Hei fara, his bow by the knee And he shot the crow so she fell down Hei fara, faltu riltu raltu ra And the meat he salted in barrels and throughs Hei fara, in barrels and throughs And the tongue he used for the yule feast Hei fara, faltu riltu raltu ra And if someone cannot use a crow to this extent Hei fara to this extent He is not worthy of a crow to get Hei fara, faltu riltu raltu ra
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