When the two ran back to the nursery, Charlotte was flying on ahead and treading softly not to frighten the beautiful visitant away.
None was there besides the baby sleeping sweetly in the depths of her forenoon nap. Charlotte stood transfixed, her eyes wandered incredulously around the room
"But she was here just now" she insisted
" I really and truly did see her"! and no argument or coaxing could shake her from the belief
When I read this antidote about the young Charlotte Brontë seeing a fairy standing by her sister Anne's cradle, I could truly see the fairy too and had to make a drawing!
I saw the fairy give a bow to a fellow elfin creature lol
It's characteristic Charlotte could not be persuaded she was mistaken
about seeing her fairy friend . She knew her own mind early on!
open a new window to see it in its true size
Of course I'm also working on my latest Romanov painting of Nicholas and Alexis from 1916 . After a month , Nicholas's tunic is finally making sense!
I never thought this one would take so long...but one never knows!