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

Monday, 18 August 2014

Swinging away Monday

Todays card is another from the cdrom Pretty Sweet by the wonderful Polka Doodles. When I was little I loved to swing. I was never a throw myself off the swing type of girl though. And never too high. I am and always have been a wuss. I remember some girls going up so high and then hurling themselves off onto the grass. Not me..I wouldn't have wanted to get my dress No I was a gentle swinger, swinging and dreaming. It's funny thinking back to those days..I can remember my favourite pair of shoes...well sandals actually...they were bright red and I loved them. In my day there weren't such colours available as there are now. A lot of my shoes and sandals were black or brown and hard wearing. I didn't want hardwearing...I wanted pretty and dainty and shiny...but it never happened. It makes me laugh now because when I was a teenager all I wanted was a pair of doc martens. And even now I'm a bit of a doc marten girl.Mind you I'm saying that and I have a pair of pumps on my feet...not ballerina type pumps but the type you had to wear for games at school. The reason I have them is that they give me extra grip if I should need it. So here I am many years later still dreaming of shiny pretty girly shoes...perhaps I should get a

The card image and the backing papers are all from the Pretty Sweet cdrom.I have layered them and added peeloffs and then added diecut foliage and some roses from my stash. It is a really girly card...if I can't do it in real life at least I can do it on my cards.

Well what a day today has been. In the village we have been blessed with a team of council workers who are trying to resurface the pavements. There are only 3 in the whole village and of course the council never bothered to inform anyone of what they intended to do.If I had known I could have kept my animals in and everyone would have known to park their cars somewhere else..but it was more than the council could do. So chaos has reigned here today. I haven't been for a wheel with Reg because I can't get the wheelchair out and if I had managed to get it past the sticky stuff..they have managed to park all their vans all over the place. And did I want to take on 8 council workers just to get 200 yards past Not today. I know I can be a mouthy madam but the thought of getting them to move all their vans was just too much. Of course if the council had informed the village as it was supposed to we could have been organised..but it's not worth the argument today.

Well the coffee is calling and I think I need to get the hoover out. I hope you all have a grand day. I won't be blogging tomorrow due to my hospital appointment so until Wednesday..take care and happy crafting

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