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, 22 December 2013

Nearly There

Todays card is from Joanna Sheens Giordana Christmas cdrom. I love the animals on this card. Seeing the birds on this card makes me think of our magpie. We have a magpie that comes daily to the cat tree in the garden. He sits there quite happily, ignoring the cats as they pass him on their journey up the tree towards the biggest cat flap in the world (the parlour window).I don't know why the cats never bother him..I'm sure that one of my ladies Raven talks to him. I have seen her both on the studio roof and inside by the window making an almost barking noise at him. And Magpie calls back. I'd love to know what on earth they are saying to each other.
Today here in the mountains the weather is hailed for a short while and I have to wonder whether we will be having a white christmas after all. I think sometimes the weather people really don't have a clue and no matter what they's always it's own little climate in the mountains. We were blessed with visitors today and I have to say it really felt as if christmas had begun. All the presents are wrapped and under the tree, the cupboards are full and the magimix has decided to work again...all is well. Tomorrow my friends are picking up my vegetable order for me ( and some last minute bits that asda has decided that it can't possibly manage) and then that's it. Let the baking begin. Even though the main meals are well planned and don't change from one year to the next (I wouldn't dare) but every year I have a few days when I like to try some new little treats. Over the time between christmas and new year.. a few hours in the kitchen on my own is a joy. I put on some christmas music and enjoy every moment.
Well the coffee is calling..I'm thinking a milky one may well hit the spot until tomorrow..take care and happy crafting.

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