One Sad Shoe

Today was my first day back at work after a very long spring term. It was great, I really like working as a nurse, as I’ve said before. I had the evening shift, and got off at half past nine pm. The sun had not yet set; it had just started to sink behind the hills on the horizon as I waited for the bus. I love the light summer evenings of the Nordic countries. Now I can hear a bird singing in a tree outside my window and another one is answering it.

I took a picture of my sad excuse for a shoe this morning – although not very good, it could have been worse, I suppose. If they can only last this event I’ll be content, and hopefully I’ll get my real, pretty shoes after that.


There has been some concern about my safety when making the pattens, and I appreciate it. I will try my best to be careful, not work on them while tired, annoyed, or afraid of getting hurt. I have days when I can picture injuries too well, and other days when I’m confident I can make something that looks sort of all right. I will choose the latter to work on the pattens. It might be a good idea to invest in some protective gloves as well, huh?

Oh, and I have to apologise to a young girl who wrote a comment on my last post, which I accidentally deleted. I’m sorry! I did appreciate your comment…