Paper Snowflakes: No shoveling required

Paper Snowflakes: No shoveling required

Paper Snowflakes: No shoveling required

 

It’s said that each snowflake is unique. There are never two with the exact same size, shape, or pattern.

I considered that fact as drifting flakes filled the air for hours on end during the last few days: the “Superbowl Blizzard of 2015”.

We’re all unique beings, so I suppose the same could apply to snowflakes, however the “how” of it all is mind-boggling.

Have you ever made a paper snowflake? It’s really not difficult. The “how” of this type of snowflake creation does not, or at least should not, boggle the mind. 

I made over 200 for a fundraiser that Jame and I hosted last year that required decorating on a dime.  The snowflakes were basically free, unless you consider the nominal cost of a ream of paper and a sharp pair of scissors. And each snowflake was wonderfully unique.

I cut and then ironed each snowflake, which, considering the fact that I don’t even iron our own clothes as a rule, is quite iron-ic. Then we taped them to yarn and strung them to the ceiling.

And it was a magical effect: a white paper winter wonderland.

 

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Our friend, Gary, and members of my dress-making posse and I hung all of the snowflakes the afternoon before the party. Later, I went home, and slept, and promptly dreamt that they all fell to the ground and flooded the entire banquet hall.

 

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That’s when you know you’ve made too many paper snowflakes.

If you make just a few, however, you’ll walk away unharmed, and with beautiful mementos to boot.

Promise.

Here’s how you make one:

Take a square piece of paper and fold it in half diagonally. Then crease it down the middle.

 

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Then fold it in thirds, with the folded edge on the bottom. Use the crease to determine where you should anchor your folds.

 

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Flip it over and cut off the two “ears” along the straight line of paper on the back.

 

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And then the fun part begins. Using sharp scissors, make whatever cuts you want, just don’t cut all the way through from one edge to the other.

 

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Just let your mind wander and clip away.  You can cut from the top, the bottom, or either side, but always make sure to stop short of the opposite edge.

 

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Now, open it up,

 

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And up, 

 

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And up,

 

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And flatten it out, and . . . voila! You have a lovely snowflake that’s uniquely you.

 

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When Christmas rolls around next year, hang them up on the windows, doors, and anywhere else you can think of.

 

Paper snowflakes and poinsettias

 

They’re unique.

 

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They’re celebratory.  

 

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They’re little things that I love.

 

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3 Comments
  • Patty from MMC says:

    When you think about the amount of snow we received, plus the fact that no 2 snowflakes are alike …..it’s mind-boggling! The ones you cut were so beautiful and unique as well!

    • Becky says:

      Thanks, Patty! On Christmas Day, Heather and my mom and I all sat down after dinner and made a few because my mom wanted to learn how. You should have seen the delicate ones Heather was cranking out. I think I missed the boat last year before our banquet by not enlisting her as chief snowflake-maker.

      • delbert gerdes says:

        A little flaky but lovely. We don’t have much snow here where we should have lots of it so I have no flakes to copy. I need Niece Heather to visit and show me how I guess. Your flaky uncle.


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