Once upon a time many many years ago, an old man lived in a straw hut at the base of a mountain range. His hut was sited near a waterfall that flowed into a river, which ran across his land. As there was plenty of water available, the soil was very good for growing and as soon as the sun warmed up the earth, flowers began to grow. For some reason, that puzzled the old man ,all of the flowers were white. Although very pretty in their shape and smell, the old man was very sad, as he would have liked a field full of pretty coloured flowers.
One day when the sun was shining brightly, the old man had an idea. He found some paint pots full of pretty coloured paint and went into the field.
The old man got out his paint brush and started to paint the flowers all different colours.
Whilst he was painting, two large birds flew down to see what he was doing.
The old man tried to shoo them away, but the birds kept flying over the wet flowers
As the birds flew over the wet flowers, their tail feathers got covered in colourful paint.
The two birds flew up into the sky everytime the old man shooed them away and as they flew across the sky they left trails of coloured paint from their tails
I created this picture for my five year old granddaughter Molly.
The base is wet felted and I used the embellisher to enhance it. I added additions of vintage fabric flowers that have been stuffed giving them a 3D appearance. Some of the flowers have been embroidered using vintage silks. Other flowers are vintage crochet pieces with the addition of beads.
The two birds are made from 1950's pieces of smocking with addition of vintage feathers.
If you would like to print this story with pictures for your own children, I would ask only that you contact me first. No permission is given for other purposes.
All fabrics, threads and trims are from my Rag Rescue website.