Getting ready

It’s that time.

That time of the year when I need to wrap myself in 3 layers of wool, and head out in the snow to sell my jewelry.

This year I have 2 days at Norsk Folkemuséeum annual Christmas fair, at Bygdøy.  I have tested out various venues now over the last few years, and found a few I know I can do well at. This year I wanted to just go for the one at Bygdøy. I had a wonderful time there last year, so this is the one I am focusing on. It is much work these fairs, and I am not getting any younger.  I am so looking forward to it, even though the weather report says it will be -5 celsius. (23 fahrenheit) Hope people will still buy though, although I may have more success selling hot cocoa… Hoping!


Christmas fair at Norsk Folkemuseum Foto: Hakon Harris
Christmas fair at Norsk Folkemuseum Foto: Hakon Harris



Markets and krumkaker

“Krumkaker”. I have no idea what the english word is for these. Google translate gave me wafer biscuits, which is wrong.

That month just flew by.

Now  we are in the final days of 2015, only a few days left of this old and worn year. After my last post, I got even more busy. Loads of work, and then there were markets. I am very happy with how all these turned out.

I just find it so satisfying to sell jewelry people want to wear, and even want to give as gifts for someone they love.  To meet those that buy. I had a very young boy looking for something for his mother. Aww.. yeah.  And an elderly couple wanting to give something to their new daughter in law. One woman just wanted something for herself. The necklace she bought looked stunning on her. It was like I had made it just for her, even though I did now know her at the time. Another woman just could not walk away from a pair of flashy swarovski earrings. Standing there, even in the cold, I felt so blessed.

And then christmas came. And today the snow fell. Finally. The weather reports say that it will not stay long for now, but I am sure it will be back.  On new year’s eve we will have gained 8 more minutes of daylight, only a week or so after solstice.  From now on I will be able to see the difference every morning when I drive to work. I have already started planning my vegetable garden.

According to tradition, one needs to have seven different cookies baked for christmas. I never did that, even when I prepared for more people than now. At most I only baked two.  It needs to be eaten as well you know… These days, there is only one. But for that one I have made the dough two times already, as we had managed to eat the first batch before christmas eve. I have not found the correct english name for this cookie.  Suggestions are welcome.  The norwegian name is “Krumkake” – which directly translates to “curvature cookie.”  It does not sound like a name for a cookie….

Best wishes for the new year to all readers.  The unused year hold so much promise still.

Busy days

Christmas fair at Norsk Folkemuseum Foto: Pål Mork

And then it was time again. To become a saleswoman, or “kremmerkone” as it named in norwegian. I have contemplated setting up a booth earlier this year, but decided against it. We are heading into the most busy months for all that sell something. I am better off saving up some energy for those. I am having three fairs this winter. Two of them are new, and I am revisiting one of last year. The one where I actually sold something…

This year I have been accepted into the large Christmas Fair at Norsk Folkemuseum. I have no idea how that happened, but there you are.  We are talking heavy tradition here, and a large number of visitors. I am a bit scared. So scared I only signed up for one day.

Two of these fairs are outdoors. Ooof. Which is fine if you live in New Zealand this time of year. That wonderful place where they celebrate christmas on the beach.

This is sadly Norway, and I know it is going to hurt.  You simply cannot fend off cold for so many hours standing still, even if you are an expert in dressing yourself up for the weather.  It is going to be great though, a lovely experience.  Just look at that first picture. Don`t you agree?