On Christmas Eve 1837 she was only a little princes, a chrismas angel for her family and, given the circumstances of her birth, a child who was expected to have a happy life.
Here are some drawings based on her photos and portraits that I have not come around to posting here yet:





Hidden in the title is my video dedicated to Elisabeth (the waltz is known to anzone here, it is taken from a well-known film (an adaptation of Chechov's short story) which I ironically have not seen, but the waltz is very well known even to me ;-)) I think it passes well to Elisabeth's story too).



