With temperatures dropping to minus 7 here, I thought it might be fun to use a frosted window as a frame, and this led to an idea of creating a shadow box for January. The botanical study of snowdrops was hunted out next, along with the beginnings of a verse by Mary Robinson, (The Snowdrop, 1797). I then just had to find 'winter's timid child' and was pleased to come across a white caped little girl c.1890. I finished off with a calendar page from 1889 and some green buttons, before adding the lettering, which, to help the 3d effect, are vintage printers blocks. The whole thing was then set in a box of distressed tongue and groove.
The box is available at Atelier in Loner Lane for the whole of this month, and hopefully, will be replaced with a February shadow box, inspiration allowing.
"The snow-drop,
Winter's timid child,
Awakes to life bedew'd with tears;
And flings around its fragrance mild,
And where no rival flowrets bloom,
Amidst the bare and chilling gloom,
A beauteous gem appears!"
Winter's timid child,
Awakes to life bedew'd with tears;
And flings around its fragrance mild,
And where no rival flowrets bloom,
Amidst the bare and chilling gloom,
A beauteous gem appears!"
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