I guess things go faster when you have help with the sewing.
Sorry I couldn´t keep my eyes open :(
So with all that help I have a flimsy, it was windy when I took the picture so it wouldn´t lay flat on the grass.
At last I have a few pictures of Ravens taken by siggiig. I have always liked them although we have many stories of them to frighten little children and also that they eat sheeps and lambs if they have the opportunity. We also have a lot of old folk songs about Ravens. My mother used to give them food at wintertime. It is said that every autumn they gather together to decide where each pair of them is going to stay during wintertime, because they can´t all be at the same place as there wouldn´t be enough food for them. Our first settler that came sailing from Norway had three Ravens with him, he let them loose one by one, the first flew back, the second just flew up, but the third flew in the direction to what is now known as Iceland :) Óðinn, an old "god" in the heathen religion, Ásatrú, had two ravens named Huginn and Muninn. Do you have similar stories or songs about them?



