As February begins after a long and cold January I'm so conscious of the new season lying dormant in the winter and signs of spring emerging slowly from their slumber.
February, says Edith Holden, derives from the word Februa, the Roman festival of expiation which took place at this time of year. I confess I had to look expiation up - the act of making amends, atonement, or ritual purification. Essentially this is spring cleaning for the person and their household, for themselves and to appease the gods, which they ritualised at this time. I do feel a natural draw to take stock and clear at this time of year, perhaps it is embedded in our bones, clearing out so that new things emerge, in synchrony with nature. (It was at this time last year I took Marie Kondos advice to keep only things that 'spark joy' - I'm naturally a little chaotic so love this simple advice which had a big impact on me and my home).
Linked to this idea is the concept of hope. If we purify, surely it is in the hope that it will make a difference for our unknown futures, that it is worth our effort and attention. In her beautiful book 'The Language of Flowers' Mandy Kirkby says the Snowdrop represents hope. 'I am come to calm your fears; to console you in the a sense of bright days and to reassure you of their return'. How comforting are these words right now in our uncertain world?
I know that I'm not alone in adoring the snowdrop (Galanthus), the pioneer flower of the year:
...And though the distant hills are bleak and dun
The virgin snowdrop, like a lambent fire,
pierces the cold earth with its green-streaked spire...
Originally from Turkey and Greece, Kirkby writes, we have grown snowdrops in the U.K. since the Elizabethan times; the Victorians were obsessed by them, going on snowdrop walks, planting huge woodlands with them, and soldiers returning from war having collected new varieties (I love the idea of a soldier in his army gear with a pocket stuffed full of snowdrops - an excellent sense of balance and priority in my opinion!). A brooch with a snowdrop was given if someone had suffered a loss, or a posy to lift the spirit and remind that happier times will return. I've suffered many losses, as have many of us, so perhaps that's why I feel compelled to capture one in jewellery too, of course, also for the beauty and general sense of hope this little drop represents.
Many, many welcomes
February fair maid
Ever as of old time
Coming in the cold time
Prophet of the gay time
Prophet of the May time
Prophet of the roses
Many, many welcomes
February fair maid!
Alfred Lord Tennyson
I've been making snowdrop models to be cast in silver which will be ready soon - I'll add the link when they are finished. I also shared some beautiful snowdrop images from #inspiredbynature_ participants over on Instagram so do take a look. And please leave comments, I would love to hear from you! You can find more nature inspired Jewellery here in the shop section, in my Etsy shop or on Folksy. More beautiful snowdrop images available on Pinterest too!
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