On the first of March I always feel that Spring is here, or at least the promise it is just round the corner. So I threw wide the curtains this morning in a fit of hopefulness, and saw, umm, fog. Oh dear.
But, March held true to her promises, and not long after the school run was done, the sun started shining, really blue-sky, squint-your-eyes shining. I grabbed the dog lead, whistled for Rolo, and headed out.
It felt like Spring, baby!
The birds were singing their hearts out. I saw not only a bee but a butterfly. I was quite close to singing all on my own down a country lane. And Rolo's ears were flapping in the breeze bigtime.
I headed to our little patch of woodland and the hellebores were sashaying about in the March sunlight, breaking my heart with their beauty.
The hellebore foetidus (what a vile name!), was looking handsome in its pale green robes.
There was even a little self sown crocus bathed in a little pool of sunlight in the dappled woodland.
And I could actually smell the earth for the first time this year, that amazing herbaceous tang that means that life is about to burst out of the soil. Happy days!
All this inspired me to celebrate a bit of nature in my metal. Earlier in the week I had put a piece of silver sheet through a rolling mill with a leaf I had picked and pressed last summer. This afternoon I had pierced it using my jeweller's saw. The fine detail pressed into the metal blows my mind, I love it that a real leaf, picked along the riverbank by my house, made the impression. I haven't forged it or polished it yet but I harbour hopes it will become the basis for a pendant, ring, bracelet, earrings.... we'll have to see, but I'd love to see it in recycled silver or gold.
I hope it was spring-like and gorgeous where ever you were spending your day.
But, March held true to her promises, and not long after the school run was done, the sun started shining, really blue-sky, squint-your-eyes shining. I grabbed the dog lead, whistled for Rolo, and headed out.
It felt like Spring, baby!
The birds were singing their hearts out. I saw not only a bee but a butterfly. I was quite close to singing all on my own down a country lane. And Rolo's ears were flapping in the breeze bigtime.
I headed to our little patch of woodland and the hellebores were sashaying about in the March sunlight, breaking my heart with their beauty.
The hellebore foetidus (what a vile name!), was looking handsome in its pale green robes.
There was even a little self sown crocus bathed in a little pool of sunlight in the dappled woodland.
And I could actually smell the earth for the first time this year, that amazing herbaceous tang that means that life is about to burst out of the soil. Happy days!
All this inspired me to celebrate a bit of nature in my metal. Earlier in the week I had put a piece of silver sheet through a rolling mill with a leaf I had picked and pressed last summer. This afternoon I had pierced it using my jeweller's saw. The fine detail pressed into the metal blows my mind, I love it that a real leaf, picked along the riverbank by my house, made the impression. I haven't forged it or polished it yet but I harbour hopes it will become the basis for a pendant, ring, bracelet, earrings.... we'll have to see, but I'd love to see it in recycled silver or gold.
I hope it was spring-like and gorgeous where ever you were spending your day.
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