When we Finns moan about long and gray winter and short summer the conversation usually turns into seasons, which are supposed to be the richness of our climate. Spring, summer, autumn and winter - all different yet wonderful in their own way is usually said. I am not absolutely sure if I would suffer greatly if in my life the changing seasons were summer-morning, summer-day, summer-evening and summer-night, but I get the point. These days the winter changing to spring gives us pure joy and hope, and I can't wait to see that change to happen.
I found this pretty Moomin fabric with all our seasons a while ago, and couldn't help making one bag for each season, there's light blue snowballs-skiing-igloo (not that Finnish, but darn cute still)-bag and
Red-blue summer-night fishing and strawberries-summer bag and last but not least
Yellow-orange autumn bag with happy berry picking and jam making. Cute as all the seasons on their own way, right? Bags can be seen more closely in my shop here.
Happy Sunday!
Yours,
Mia
