DIY cardboard daffodils: our new craft to welcome spring! Although the weather feels more like winter,we have been crafting lots of spring crafts and learn more about spring and flowers.
These were actually easy to make and the result is pretty good, plus it’s another zero waste activity because we used egg cardboards and drawings of the girls (I am keeping them all and it’s taking so much room?so we will reuse them for other crafts).
How to create handmade daffodils
We have used paper and egg cardboards. Painted them with watercolors (yellow and orange shades). We should draw 6 petals but decided to draw two layers of 4 petals,to give more depth to the flowers.
We took a paper band and cut the stigmas. Also cut the egg cardboards to create the corona.
Then cut some petals (painted with green watercolors) and glued all the parts.
The bouquet was ready ?. Here is a short video (sorry for the bad quality) with a few steps:
It was lovely to create them and learn more about their anatomy, petals,bud, stigma,corona, leaves,stem,bulb,roots etc….
It’s not the first time that we craft paper flowers but these DIY cardboard daffodils were probably our favorites and we are looking forward creating different ones, which ones we should try next Time? Suscribe to my blog and you won’t miss any of the DIY ideas, you will also receive a monthly newsletter with a surprise for you ?.
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I wandered lonely as a cloud
William Wordsworth
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed’and gazed’but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
