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

Wednesday, 20 August 2014

Butterfly Handbag

Todays card is another handbag which really is a giftbag as well as a card.I made it for the design team over at JB-Crafting Supplies. It is made using a digital design flower. I have been having so much fun playing and creating with the selection of flowers. The bag itself is made using a cream coloured card which has a golden shimmer.The scrolls at the bottom of the bag were diecuts from my stash, as is the butterfly. The flowers are coloured in three shades of pink using my copic markers. One of the things that I am going to play with this week is colouring the flowers using my h2os and my ordinary watercolours...just to see what effects I can come up with.

I was lucky today when I took Reg for a wheel..we missed the rain. I've had a busy morning with the nurse coming to take a load more bloods. I have hospital next week as well..I'm hoping when they have all finished with me that I will be a new The biggest surprise was the council actually managed to come and look at my path...goodness knows it's only taken them nearly 15 years. Somehow when they resurfaced the pavement all those years ago, they managed to get the rain water to flow around a drain and so funnel it all up my path. I have whinged my way though the last 15 years and have been promised that they would do something and well, bless me they turned up today. And he said well I'll have to come back when it's it may be another 15

Are you all out picking blackberries? When I was wheeling Reg today I noticed just how many there was ready for picking. When I was a little girl I used to go to a magical place called Carry Copy to pick blackberries with my Gran. I think it was a disused railway line and the brambles used to go on for miles. We used to take a picnic and it remains in my memory as a golden time.
Well the coffee is until tomorrow take care and happy crafting

1 comment :

  1. Lovely card today.

    Hope you got on ok at the hospital yesterday.