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, 9 December 2013

The Door to Christmas

Sometimes I wish I could take a straight Todays card is another from the tulip range from Docrafts. It is a lovely decoupage to do and I love the detail that they bring into the image. I have just added the two heart wreaths to either side. The greeting and the backing paper were from the pack so if you didn't want to add anything would still have a delightful card. It seems strange to me now to be coming to the end of my christmas cards..I can hardly remember a time when I wasn't making But orders for new year birthdays are coming I will have to shift gear.
Christmas preparations are coming along...I'm on parcel watch..they have been ordered and are coming in at different times. I wrapped everything that was here I'm feeling quietly festive. The parlour is done..the kitchen awaits the festive sort out. I like to organise the kitchen so that it's ready for the christmas cooking. My kenwood needs to sorted out and my magimix has to be prepared for the festive onslaught. I feel sure that I could cook christmas with my eyes shut. We have so many christmas food traditions that I no longer need a recipe book. I have to admit to an addiction which is not shared by anyone else in this house and that is bread sauce..I love it. Christmas wouldn't be christmas for me without it. Son hates give him credit..every year he does try it, hoping that he'll like it..but every year he pulls the same face and leaves it for me..thank goodness
Well the coffee is calling and cards are calling to be until tomorrow..take care and happy crafting.

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