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

Saturday, 15 November 2014

Pretty in Pink

This morning I spent a little time going through all the christmas cards that I have made so far this year and thought that I would pick out my favourite. And here it is. It's from the Margaret Tarrant paper pad from Joanna Sheen. This is a really unusual one for me...I'm normally a very traditional girl colourwise..reds and golds and green. I even felt strange doing blue and for me to pick this pink card..well I must be a woman on the The image has been decoupaged and added to a card, which had been covered with this pink snowflake paper. The greeting is also on the sheet that holds the image. I have just embellished with some snowflakes that have a pink shimmer.

I am hoping at some time this weekend to start to unpack the kitchen but I don't know when. At the moment I'm feeling a little sorry for myself as my legs are giving me a lot of pain today. Perhaps the best thing will be to keep off them and craft. At least when I'm crafting I'm being productive without having to So the day calls for more glittering I think. A sure way to bring a smile to my face.

Reg has just left the house with a lady. My friend called round and he did the big eyes at her and now they have skipped off together round the block. He is really a ladies man and tries it on with everyone that calls. He was disgusted with social services because they didn't have any dog treats in their Jeffrey has been friend the evening dogwalker came round and he went to give him a gravy bone and Jeffrey grabbed at it and managed to bite this thumb. We were laughing about the size that he is becoming and saying that in a couple of years time there may be sightings of a large black cat roaming in the mountains of will be Jeffrey.

I just wanted to thank you all for the messages, emails and comments that you all make. I love sharing what I do and am so glad how many of you have started to craft again. There have been many times in my life when crafting is the one thing that has enabled me to go on. There is something about the act of it a canvas, a card or even a piece of backing paper, that can make difficult times easier to bear. You can lose yourself for that hour and sometimes it's all that it takes to make your day a little better.

Well the coffee is calling and there's lots to do. I hope that you all have a fabulous weekend. So until tomorrow..take care and happy crafting

1 comment :

  1. Lovely card today. I'm feeling quite down as I've just heard some devastating news about a close friend-he's only 28 and has just had to write his will. I really need to make lots of Xmas cards for the craft fair where I've booked a table-only 2 weeks left!!