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, 27 June 2014

Planting Kindness

Todays card is another from Joanna Sheens 'One Summers Day'. I have so been enjoying working with this cd. So many images that are suitable for anyone who loves to garden. I loved making the flowerpot. It is one of the things that I love to do because I love fiddling with tiny flowers and leaves. I always have done...when I was a child I loved making tiny things and colouring really detailed pictures. Now as an adult, I still love colouring and have had a really good time with zentangle. For those of you that don't know what it's an amazing art form and gives you as an adult encouragement to doodle. It is so calming and you can really lose yourself for an hour..or I'm thinking of doing a set of pictures just in black and white for my kitchen. If I'll post some images that I've tangled tomorrow. The great thing is that you can do it anywhere...all you need is a piece of paper and a black pen.

I was lucky today when I took Reg for a wheel..I missed the rain shower. The trouble was the midges. For those of you that live in an area where there are no don't know how lucky you are. Because there was no breeze there were hundreds of the little blighters. My legs and arms have been bitten to death...and the worst thing is trying not to scratch...the more you do..the worse it gets And... I'm finding it very hard to type at the moment as Rave has decided to sit on my chest, right under my chin...and she's not for moving. As I'm typing she is purring and warbling and demanding attention.

We had a power cut in the night and very strange it was too. I was woken by the lights flashing.It was like lying in a disco. And then it was black. I managed to find my way to the parlour and get a torch...and then the lights came back By this time I was wide awake so I listened to some music. Now are you ready for a blast from the past..I listened to Doctor Hook. I just love the really soppy tunes that they did. So there I was at 3 oclock this morning singing along to Sylvias Mother...but it worked for

Well the rain has decided to come down by the bucket..there are cats hurling themselves back through the window and the coffee is calling. So until tomorrow...take care and happy crafting

1 comment :

  1. Another lovely card-would be perfect for my father-in-law as he loves gardening.