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My mother's younger sister, my aunt Oddrun, is in the prosess of moving, which means she is doing a "deep-clean" in her apartment, cleaning out a lot of stuff she has collected over the years. Several times she has contacted me, knowing that I am the real collector in the family, asking if I want this or that. Yesterday Terje and our son, who is home for a week from Stockholm, drove over to get an old rose painted coffin, which used to belong to my grandparents. Inside the chest she had put an old weaving made my my grandmother's sister, and a few pictures. One of the photos showing my great grandma Ane-Martha, which I never met, and also a picture of grandma Olga with her sister and a friend, all three dressed in the tradition costume, bunad.
Grandma Olga is to the left in the picture.
All three women are holding some handiwork. The one to the right a knitting, the one in the middle probably some crochet, and grandma Olga, well, I am not sure, but it might be some lace work, nupereller.
Grandma Olga was a seamstress. Before she married she worked in a school for blind children, sewing and mending their clothes. She was the one to teach me knitting and after she died I inherited her button collection and her sewing equipment.
I love the rose painted chest, I might show it to you some day. But the old photos really made my heart sing.
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