February 6, 2009

Show and Tell Friday 3.

My husband’s old desire was to sail, and when we were living in
Naples we fortunately had the chance for that. He and my son entered a sailing course in a small closed down gulf. Even though the Hungarians are not really born on sea people (like the Dutch for example), they tried to learn as much as possible. The instructors even taught them how to deal with capsizing and helping people out of the water.

To tell you the truth, it happened a day before it was planned, since as my gallant Hungarian men were trying to help two ladies swimming beside their already capsized sailboat, they joined them shortly after in the water as they have capsized as well. So the instructors had the chance to teach two teams right away how to set the dinghy back while crawling back in (and all this in a life jacket, it’s not easy at all).

After they had their exams, we spent a lot of time on water, they took me out to sail too, we all liked it a lot. Of course it wasn’t a large sail cruiser, this was a small dinghy, designed for 2–3 person. One day I was going with only my husband, with the aid of the wonderful wind we sailed deep into the gulf, fast as light. But when we turned back to head for the coast, the wind suddenly died out. And there we were the two of us, pretty far from the coast, with two oars. And since we had an engagement for the afternoon we had no choice but row as long as we had breaths. I’ve never rowed so much in my life. And the following muscle strain was, uhh, better not to even mention. But it was still an amazing afternoon, the sunshine, the wind, the speed, the smell of water, our laughs, it’s a really pleasant memory.

With all the equipments this sailboat looks really cute, right? I bought it with my son for my husband. The embroidery that is under that was meant to be a present for my husband as well, but in the daytime I didn’t have chance to embroider since I had to wait for him to sleep before working on it. I often spent hours in the night embroidering, which made me really drowsy at daytime. Finally I decided that it wouldn’t work longer in this way and gave it to him as a Christmas present. Even though it wasn’t finished yet, he liked it a lot. There is only a few contour stitch back, and then it’s ready to be framed. I would like to put it in a blue wooden frame, and finally it will get next to the sailboat on the shelves.

I imagine this is what a teeny-weeny sailor would see, if he would climb up to the top of the mast.

My boys also joined boat races, and those were always very exciting. Of course they didn’t really have a lot of chance against the Dutch, British, American and Italian teams, but on this picture they are just then on the second place! (I know it’s hard to see, so just believe me!)


Heidi Pocketbook said...

What an interesting story and nice pictures about your dh and son. Your needlework is lovely.

Thanks for stopping by my blog. I hope you'll come back again :-)

Jessica said...

Naturally I love your needlework and your story too. I lived in Naples when I was a young girl and teenager and they were probably some of the most fun times in my life. It always brings a smile to my face when I think of those days.

Thanks for posting about this.

Anonymous said...

Thank you for the story and I think your needlework is great.

Yellow Rose Arbor said...

What a nice and interesting story! The little sailboat is so cute! The embroidery is pretty!


Pink Slippers said...

I think both your show & tell pieces are darling!

Gattina said...

Sailing would be nothing for me, but the little boat is cute !