Monday, 19 April 2010

Ruusuja / Roses

How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.
Victor Hugo



En saanut Woodland Shawlia valmiiksi ajoissa - koska sähläsin kaikkea muuta siinä välissä. Joten tein tyynyliinan anopille, johon kirjoin sinisen ruusun.

I couldn't finish the Woodland Shawl in time - because I kept doing something else while I was supposed to knit. So I made a pillow case for my mother-in-law, in which I embroided a rose.

No comments :