Wednesday, 27 April 2011

The Princess and the Pea

This is a little project I have finished in the last days. I was so happy that I got to use  the little crowns I bought from the hobby shop.They are so cute and weren't really expensive. I mainly used Tilda fabrics and some I recycled form  an old petticoat. The small flower is something I made from polymer clay. The pattern I have drawn of a picture I have seen online. I will share it with you shortly as a tutorial.

The princess and the Pea

The princess and the Pea

The princess and the Pea

The Princess and the Pea


Hans Christian Andersen


ONCE upon a time there was a prince who wanted to marry a princess; but she would have to be a real princess. He travelled all over the world to find one, but nowhere could he get what he wanted. There were princesses enough, but it was difficult to find out whether they were real ones. There was always something about them that was not as it should be. So he came home again and was sad, for he would have liked very much to have a real princess.
One evening a terrible storm came on; there was thunder and lightning, and the rain poured down in torrents. Suddenly a knocking was heard at the city gate, and the old king went to open it.
It was a princess standing out there in front of the gate. But, good gracious! what a sight the rain and the wind had made her look. The water ran down from her hair and clothes; it ran down into the toes of her shoes and out again at the heels. And yet she said that she was a real princess.
“Well, we’ll soon find that out,” thought the old queen. But she said nothing, went into the bed-room, took all the bedding off the bedstead, and laid a pea on the bottom; then she took twenty mattresses and laid them on the pea, and then twenty eider-down beds on top of the mattresses.
On this the princess had to lie all night. In the morning she was asked how she had slept.
“Oh, very badly!” said she. “I have scarcely closed my eyes all night. Heaven only knows what was in the bed, but I was lying on something hard, so that I am black and blue all over my body. It’s horrible!”
Now they knew that she was a real princess because she had felt the pea right through the twenty mattresses and the twenty eider-down beds.
Nobody but a real princess could be as sensitive as that.
So the prince took her for his wife, for now he knew that he had a real princess; and the pea was put in the museum, where it may still be seen, if no one has stolen it.
There, that is a true story.

Saturday, 16 April 2011

Happy Birthday Gábor!

My brother is 24 today. I know it sound a lot especially to me he always stays my little brow.We will habe a big celebration and a cake for him in the afternoon.

Count your life by smiles, not tears.
Count your age by friends, not years.

Wishing you all the great things in life, hope this day will bring you an extra share of all that makes you happiest. 

Monday, 11 April 2011

Spring at Last

After the weeks of hassle with my laptop, since having access to the wide world once again I've been meaning to catch up on blogging, but found so much else to be doing... with spring here finally! We had a nice trip down to my mom's too, where all the garden is in bloom.Such a lovely sight and the fragrance is unbelievable. I took some flowers with me so I can enjoy them in the flat for some days I cannot keep my nose off them.Sniffing all the time.
I bought some lovely fabrics over the weekend and cannot wait to get sewing, I will still have to finish our patchwork bed cozy (I hope it will be really soon).
I will also have to get started on my easter projects. I got some really good ideas from my mom and out of a magazine.We will have blue eggs and decorations this year. I will share that in the next post.

Monday, 4 April 2011

Snapshot of My Life Now

 Sometimes I wonder about my life. I lead a small life - well, valuable, but small - and sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it, or because I haven't been brave? So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around? I don't really want an answer. I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void. So good night, dear void.