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

Thursday, 31 July 2014


Todays card features the great game of cricket. I have attended many cricket matches over the years..usually supplying cake I have to add. To me there is something so British about the whole thing. The sound of the ball hitting the bat, the whites that the team wear and memories of slow summer days.To me it is something so timeless about it may change so quickly but many a summer afternoon remains the same.

The decoupage is from the Anitas range brought to us crafters by Docrafts. I have mounted the image onto a strip of card which I had coloured using the greens from my Cosmic shimmer mists. This I mounted onto some dark green card. I then added two of the three borders that are also on the decoupage sheet.Finally I edged the whole thing with peeloffs.

It is trying again to rain today but so far it is not managing. When I took Reg out I thought that we would end up getting soaked but we were lucky..just a few drops. We had 3 cats today..Pinky, Rave and Jeff. We managed to entertain 3 workmen that were sitting in the cab of their lorry. Goodness only knows what they thought of a wheelchair, a woman with pink hair, a dog and 3 black Yes my hair at the moment is pink with purple and orange bits. I have to admit it does actually look better than it sounds. I always promised Henry that I would grow old disgracefully and this is my contribution to the cause. I am going to dye it purple any day now. I always laugh that drivers on the road will never miss me..I don't need any warning lights with my head this It never shocks my friends any more...I started dying my hair when I was a punk back in the day and I still love the reaction that I have off some people. But I always think that if they're talking about me then they're leaving someone else alone.

Well the coffee is calling..thanks to everyone that messages me..I love sharing my craft ideas and I love seeing all your creations. So until tomorrow..take care and happy crafting.

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