And the little fairy had (as the old trees are whispering who had seen her) very fair hair and rosy cheeks and seven magic flowers in her hand.
The flowers were so lovely that the fairy desperately did not want to ever forget how beautiful they looked.
The flowers were so lovely that the fairy desperately did not want to ever forget how beautiful they looked.
She tried very hard to remember but knew that one day she would forget and that made her weep.
She wrote in her journal about the wonderful colors, shapes and smells, but that did not satisfy the little fairy too.
She cried and cried, spattering the fairy tears around.
A teardrop fell on every flower setting magic free in all seven of them.
Suddenly she got a wonderful idea, trying to remember or writing about it is not what makes these beautiful flowers come back to me in all its glory.
Without saying anything she started drawing them one by one.
The flowers watched the fairy working so hard and full of love on the drawings that their hearts were filled with joy.
At last when the little fairy finally finished she was so tired and fell asleep.
If you want to know how this fairytale ends please stick around for part 3.
If you want to know how this fairytale ends please stick around for part 3.
zo mooi! ze zit zo helemaal in haar tekening, de strikjes in het haar, de houten tafel en de bloemen, zo mooi!
BeantwoordenVerwijderenik zie hier een kleine kunstenaar!
BeantwoordenVerwijderenwat ontzettend leuk
en mooie foto's weer!
Oh, I have to continue reading with part 3! And I am sitting here with a big smile - your lines and the photos are so inspiring!
BeantwoordenVerwijderenDank jullie wel.
BeantwoordenVerwijderenJolan ze oefent heel veel dus wie weet :).