For February the piece is a section of a leaf with ice running down it. We have had an unusual amount of snow this winter for the Pacific NW, so it influenced my thinking. I've been home most of the time, because our hill gets bad weather even if the rest of the area doesn't.
The pailettes are held on with beads. The bugles and other beads echo the path water and ice follow as they drip/slide down the leaf.