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, 5 November 2014

Fairy Door

Well here it fairy door. Well it's a bit more than a door...but I got so into painting got a bit bigger. It's now attached to my landing wall and I've even found a minature milk bottle which I'm going to add in front of the door. What I really like is the fact that I can see it from my bed. A bit of nonsense I know but it brings a smile to my I hope that social services will appreciate my They don't like the flying witches in the living room so I don't know what they will make of the fairy door and Dave the fish who is soon to be found swimming from my bathroom Though you can't see it in the picture the front door has a net curtain up..even fairies value their privacy. It started life as a piece of plywood, then I painted it with acrylics and varnished  when it was finished.

I know that I'm late blogging today but I had an accident this lunchtime and the nurse has just been. I was taking in my tesco order and a piece of board (half a door) fell and caught the back of my ankle. I rang my friend (the PA) and asked if she minded blood and bless her she came over and dealt with it. It took a while to stop bleeding. Because it's the back of my heel, because of my other leg being as bad as it is , I couldn't deal with it without huge pain. She did a fab job. Later this afternoon, about 3p.m. I realised that it was still bleeding  and thought that I'd better phone the nurse. Thank goodness it wasn't my really bad leg..else I would have had to go to hospital. I also noticed that my ankle had swollen on one side and looked really strange. The nurse has dressed it and is coming back on Friday..she says the last thing we need is any more problem with my legs.I always say that waist up I could conquer the world but waist down is a total waste of The nurse has told me to keep the leg up in the hope that the swelling will go down. We shall have to please keep your fingers crossed that it goes ok.

Well the coffee is calling and if I have to sit down, at least I can craft. I'll hopefully have 2 cards to show you tomorrow...both very similar but for different occasions. So until tomorrow..take care and happy crafting.

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