At a flea market in downtown Rekjavick - lots of mixed up used clothes and antique books and crap I'm not interested very much in... well, okay, I did buy a pair of green shiny earrings that were made with lava. Call me a tourist - but it's all about grounding, so they say.
Yet among the other rubble, a hat lady and her original hats. I'll post her name when I find her card and I'm not half asleep, but I couldn't resist buying two and trying on a dozen - and chatting about her biz and her craft.
Best of all is the fleece inside the wood... I still whine about not being able to be a wool wearing babe... it's just not happening. Sigh.
Fleece sewn into the wool? I can handle.
Oh, side note, and note to self - learn to knit. Really. It's so on that long "yet" list of mine.
I now have two hats to inspire me..
