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

Sunday, 10 November 2013

The Christmas Pudding

Todays card is for a challenge over at the Joanna Sheen Challenge Blog. The image is from the Hollypond Hill Christmas cdrom by Joanna Sheen. Everyone I talk to mentions the fabulous rabbit images on this cd yet there are many fabulous images on this cd with no rabbit in sight. And this is one of those. The challenge is 'Food for thought' and I wanted to join in the challenge but wanted to be able to add it to the ever growing christmas card list.
I had such plans for yesterday and thanks to my cat family it turned into a bit of a disaster. As I said I had every intention of finishing the christmas cottage cards and I nearly did. But the cats had other ideas..they managed to knock them own and walk all over them. My mood has been such that I haven't started to look to see which can be seems as if these cottage cards are going to be around even longer. Some days are like this. The cats are in no doubt what they have done and have in fact remained outside for the last hour. People speak of dumb animals...well they certainly got that wrong. All mine have something to say about everything, are nosy about everything that goes on and I'm sure sometimes they gang up on me. I really couldn't be without them...during some really hard times in my life my animals have helped save my sanity. They have made me laugh on days that I thought I may never laugh again. They have brought so much joy and continue to do so every day. The exception being todays
Well the coffee is calling and no doubt the time will come to look through the cottages to see which will have to be binned and which can rescued. No doubt when they're done all the cats will be home. I'm sure that they're all in the field having a good laugh at my expense. Only people with animals will understand where I'm coming from. I hope that you're having a good until tommorrow..take care and happy crafting.

*challenges entered*
Joanna Sheen - Food for thought

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