Scans from the Bunad Strømper og Luer booklet from Raumagarn Ullvarefabrikk. Now can you see what made me swoon over this booklet, why I was kicking myself for not picking it up when I first saw it, why I just HAD to find it? There are several more patterns inside and pages similar to the second one down on the left, above. Most of the patterns are meant for and are sized for men, and there are a few for children, but I think most of them could be adapted for women by using a thinner yarn and/or adjusting the pattern a little. Osloann posted some pictures on Flickr recently, too. Saartje knit some socks based on one of the patterns. Here's another pair on Flickr. And another pair here.
ADDED: My copy came from Nordic Fiber Arts describing the booklet. They only had one copy on hand at the time because it hasn't been translated into English. She did mention, though, that if there appeared to be enough interest, she'd consider having it translated. Annemor Sundbø carries it, as well, but it's not listed on her site. It's available from Husfliden in Norway, too, seen on page 33 here.
I saw the booklet for sale in a couple of the Husfliden shops we stopped at in Norway, too, and a few places carried similar ready-to-wear handknit versions as well.
The shop in Lom, by the way, was the only place where I saw someone knitting, and it was a woman working in the shop, knitting self-striping socks.
The boys were enamored with this chair seen in the Oslo Husliden (left), and we came across a few really nice sweaters, like this nice brown and white Fana one (right) at the the Salvation Army thrift store in Voss, but passed them by even at only about $15 US. Rather regretting that now.
My poor brother and the boys had to endure my mom and I having to go into every husfliden we could find througout the country, although, at the very last possible one we stopped in on our last day in the country, after searching everywhere we went, my brother finally found the sweater he was searching for, with just the right combination of pattern, size, and yarn weight that he had in mind. It became quite a quest but, somehow, I just knew that this last shop in Drammen was where he'd finally find his "perfect" Norwegian sweater, the one he had his mind set on, which, incidentally, is pretty much exactly like the one my mom knit for him years ago and that he'd lost, aside from the color. I lost the one she knit for me as well. Ouch. Someday I'll replace it by knitting my own, but I've been saying that for 15 years or more, now.
