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, 25 July 2014

Pansies and Birdcage Flowers..second version

Todays cards are the second quest to myself. These cards use the second image that printed on the same sheet. On these I have used the greetings that also appeared on the sheet. On the pansies I added some more flowers that I had made and on the other card I left it very simple because it was a larger image and felt it didn't need anything more. I enjoyed doing this and may do it again soon. Both images are from Joanna Sheens One Summers Day.

Well it's another hot one. Taking Reg for a wheel was a challenge with the sun beating down...I'm sure that I'm now a lovely shade of Jeff and Rave came with us and spent the whole time throwing themselves in front of the chair. People must laugh....all they will see is a woman in a wheelchair moaning away to her they'll hear is me going For goodness sake Jeffrey..GET UP.and it continues all the way.

I've just had a phone call from the hospital cancelling my appointment for next Tuesday. I can't believe it..this is the fourth time so far. With the last appointment with a consultant...the date was changed 10 times. They told me on the phone was that the clinic was overbooked. How can they do that every time. But I suppose it's the way it is these days...when I helped at a place that worked on appointments you knew how many slots you had that were available and that was that. I suppose that it doesn't work that way these days. I know in the end it all comes down to money but how much money are they wasting with all the new paperwork that has to go out and all the phone calls they have to make. It drives me mad. Ok rant over..for the

I have been watching the commonwealth games and loving every minute of it. Today I watched some gymnastics...girls with a hoop. Good grief..they were amazing. I remember myself with a hula hoop and it was so funny...there was nothing elegant about it at all. I don't know how they manage it. I watched a girl from Wales and she made it look so easy and's another world. I think of all the training that they all must do..that's commitment for you. And the other thing that got me thinking today was the heat. Goodness only knows how any of the competitors have felt with the heat. I don't think any of them would have come to the games expecting it to be so hot. I have to say that I'm not a hot summer person....I'm more of a cool I've always joked that I have the seasonal disorder but the other way round. I feel myself perking up in autumn and am at my best in winter. Henry used to laugh that I should live in Alaska. He said that it would be somewhere cold and remote and I'd be happy.

Well the coffee is calling..I hope that you all have a great until tomorrow...take care and happy crafting

1 comment :

  1. Two lovely cards-like the 1st one more although not sure why as I don't usually like bright colours!!

    I have been grateful this week to be in work as we have climate control so everywhere is lovely & cool! Glad to hear the cats are improving.