Coming down out of the freezing sky with its depths of light, like an angel, or a Buddha with wings, it was beautiful, and accurate, striking the snow and whatever was there with a force that left the imprint of the tips of its wings — five feet apart — and the grabbing thrust of its feet, and the indentation of what had been running through the white valleys of the snow — and then it rose, gracefully, and flew back to the frozen marshes to lurk there, like a little lighthouse, in the blue shadows — so I thought: maybe death isn’t darkness, after all, but so much light wrapping itself around us — as soft as feathers — that we are instantly weary of looking, and looking, and shut our eyes, not without amazement, and let ourselves be carried, as through the translucence of mica, to the river that is without the least dapple or shadow, that is nothing but light — scalding, aortal light — in which we are washed and washed out of our bones. Author

Monday, 5 August 2013


I thought I would share one of my new passions. Zentangle. When I'm trying to come up with new cards I tend to tangle while I'm thinking of what to do. I find it really relaxing and my son says it's the only time that I'm quiet. I drew the flower outline and then tangled away.
My quest this week is to find out how to link from my blog to the many products I use. I would love to give credit to all the businesses whose products I use because without them I would not be able to play as much as I do. So that's my intention over the next few days. As I said before, my blogging has become a journey of it's own and I'm loving every minute of it. My crafting journey really began when I became disabled. It kept me sane (well nearly!) at a time I was finding difficult. Crafting gave me a purpose to get up every morning so that I could at least feel as if I had something creative. I have always crafted..making my own cards, sewing and cooking but once I lost use of my legs for most of the time, I needed something to fill the empty hours and that was crafting. When either making a card or making a piece of artwork for the house, I can seem to lose myself in the project. So if you're ever feeling down or as if there are too many hours in the day..start your own crafting journey and see where it takes you.

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