The Snowflake Girls

I know that you have always been wondering 

What all the little snowflakes do

In all their white fluffy dresses

When Mister Spring is just

Around the corner.

I too have been wondering 

About this for quite some time

But I think I know now

What happens to the snowflakes

Around these days in March

 

They sit in the pear tree

Dance on the garden fence

In the meadow they gather

Where the deer are standing

In the winter sun

 All of them are wearing

White woolen stockings

And a tutu made from

Sparkling stars

And frosty rime

 

They love to sit high up 

In the trees or play  

Hide and seek 

In the buckthorn thicket 

Together with cheeky winter winds

But after all their play 

In tree tops and meadows 

The little snowflake girls

Are feeling tired whilst

The cheeky winds are still dancing

Their feet start to tickle, their noses too

And so do their bellies

And after some time their delicate skirts

Made from frosty rime

Are gone

 And while they feel

So heavy and tired

Something magical happens

Believe me, I have seen

It with my very own eyes

It starts with their feet

Goes up to their nose tips

And soon they all are

Dressed in the most beautiful 

Little grey capes

Like small shiny beads

They prettily sit

On window panes

Hang from the branches

Of the apple trees

Dressed as raindrops 

They gather

In sparkling puddles

Hop from the roof 

Play catch me in the grass

It won´t surprise you

That they are getting quite 

a bit breathless and warm

Under their hoods and capes

And again something magical happens

All of the sudden

They all are dressed 

In the most delicate batiste 

Thin as cobwebs

Thin as sighs and warm air

In the early morning 

You can see them

High up in the trees

In their delicate dresses

And waving goodbye

Whilst you think you see

Only drafts if mists in the meadow

A mild spring breeze is taking

The snowflakes back to their cloudy home 

High above in the sky

(From there they will come back, next winter, I promise)

***

The Snowflake Girl was a 50cm custom doll for Star (what a beautiful name, don´t you think?). She has found the most warmhearted home in a part of the U.S. where it is always summer. 

I didn´t get many specific hints regarding her clothes or style, and to me it was very clear that Star and her family needed a Snowflake Girl. 

All her clothes are made of organic fabrics - only the silk for her tutu was vintage. It was a piece of a thin curtain we used many years ago for a theatre performance (it has travelled a lot with us and seen many stages). I love when things have a story, not only my dolls...

Have a wonderful weekend!

Juliane

P.S. I am holding a dollmaking class in Freiburg/ Germany the 17/18 of March. Two spots had to get cancelled at short notice - if you want to join us for a crafty weekend, you can find more info here