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

Friday, 10 January 2014

Kitten with Roses

Todays card is another from the delightful Cute as a kitten topper set from Kanban. This topper sheet is available from Julie over at jb crafting supplies. On this card, I love the little rosebuds which are an added embellishment on this sheet. I have used them to make a little border. What you can't see clearly in the photo is the little rosebuds have gold flittering on them and they really catch the light. These toppers do make lovely little cards and I would send this card as just a thinking of you card. Sometimes it's just so nice to receive a card for no other reason than a friend was thinking of you. The way in which we use the post has changed so much, even in my lifetime. I know that it's to do with the way that technology has progressed but I do think sometimes we miss the excitement that was the daily visit of the postman. I came from a long line of letter writers. My Grandmother and her friends were always writing to each other, planning their next visits and what they would do when they were together. They discussed what they were sewing and swopped patterns and recipes all the time. When an Aunt was making a was a week of special somethings. All the other family members and close friends would descend on the house, the ladies dressed in their best, smelling like hot house flowers and all the men outside often gathered around the animal pens discussing the various merits of different bloodlines. And all this excitement and gaiety began with an idea in a letter. The conversations that took place were just continuations of the letters. The other thing that I remember about the letters was the paper itself. They all seemed to search out the most beautiful writing papers, decorated with flowers of all types. I remember one of the Great Aunts had a thing for pansies, another for roses and they always managed to source the most beautiful writing papers. Just talking about it seems to recall a different world and it was in a way... but it is a world that we can bring back just a little ..just by sending a card to a friend for no other reason than to say hello .
Well the coffee is calling, the wind is back blowing round the valley and the rain and mist are hiding the mountains from view. So until tomorrow take care and happy crafting.

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