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

Sunday, 16 November 2014

Mistletoe Bunny

Todays card is another make using the brilliant Margaret Tarrant paper pad from Joanna Sheen. This is becoming one of my most requested cards of this years crafting. There really is something magical about the nostalgic, bringing back memories of christmas past. It reminds me of books I used to read when I was little and all the magic that I believed in.I loved losing myself in a book andto be honest I still do. When the wind is howling outside to me there's nothing better than going to bed early with a good book.You'll find me cuddled up with at least 4 of the cats and Reg, reading one of my old favourite books. I'm enjoying reading the Alison Uttley books at the moment..the ones where she shares the memories of her country childhood. So many things she talks about are very similar to my own childhood on the farm. The years may change but alot of things in a country kitchen remain the same. You may remember the Alison Uttely books of the little grey rabbit and her adventures...I certainly read them when I was little, alongside a lot of Enid Blyton. I wasn't so into the children but the pixies and fairies just fired my imagination. I also loved the Brer Rabbit stories. Just as I'm writing this it's come to me it seems as if I have had a rabbit thing all my The illustrations of the little grey rabbit stories were drawn by Margaret Tempest...who I think must have been a contemporary of Margaret Tarrant. Both ladies produced a wealth of magical illustrations and both formed a huge part of my childhood.

Well it's just a short one today as I'm surrounded by glittered images that need to be made into cards. Lots of work to do..which I'm so glad of seeing as my legs are still having a bad day. The coffee is calling and then I need to be organising next weeks work. So until tomorrow..take care and happy crafting

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