
There were wool felted hats of all shapes and colors.

Bolts, actual bolts!, of linen for sale. It’s been awhile since I’ve seen a bolt of fabric, but no, they don’t measure in yards here. The conversion rate was about 11 Estonian Krones (abbreviated EEK, as in ahhh!) to the dollar, but I don’t know how many inches or meters you’d get for that.

I even found a stall of Log Cabin quilts. I asked if the block was a traditional pattern for this area and I got a yes, but I think it was a “I’m not sure what you’re talking about, but I think you want me to say yes” yes. :) It was really cool to see though.

However, my heart skipped a beat when I came to a stall selling raw materials. Brightly colored wool yarn and roving. Sigh. I stood for about as long as my friend in another stall trying on four different color shawls, deciding that each was her favorite. I did the same, racking my brain for anything I could make with the entire basket of colors, justifications for leaving the rest of my clothes on the ship so I could pack it all, and even fighting the fact that, although at one time I did learn, I don’t know how to knit. I succeeded in only buying two skeins of yarn and two bundles of roving. It’s just too pretty and a really good thing we’re not coming back. I also found a cute wool angle ornament that I included in the photo below.

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