There once was a young woman who lived in a small village on the outskirts of a majestic forest. She was a respected dressmaker and could stitch almost any garment imaginable but the cloth she had disappointed her, she wanted something more vibrant, maybe something with flowers.
One day, while taking a walk through the forest and admiring the natural beauty that surrounded her, she decided to take a nap under an old maple tree. While she slept, she dreamed of a tiny flower fair dancing around her. The fairy brought with her an army of bees and instructed them to land on the woman’s skirt.
Upon waking, the woman was horrified to discover her skirt was completely covered with dots of bee’s wax and honey. “How did this happen?” she wondered. She knew she had some blue dye at home so she rushed back to her house to colour her skirt and get rid of the mess the bees had made.
She dipped her skirt into the dye, turning it a beautiful indigo blue, but the wax and honey remained. In frustration, she washed her skirt in boiling water but while the colour endured the wax and honey melted away, leaving behind a spray of delicate white flowers to decorate her now magnificent skirt.