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, 17 January 2015

Geese and Larkspur

Todays card has put me right into my comfort zone. I just love this image and the delicate floral design. It is from the Shirley Barber Project Book from Joanna Sheen.It is a wonderful book full of inspiration and of course it also contains a cdrom which allows you to print the design again and again. And if you're like me, every time you make a card using one image it will be different to the last. I've often said that you could give me the same design time and time again and every time it would be It would depend what I was most into creating at the time, and what crafting pieces or embellishments I've got to hand. On this card I have mounted the image onto a bluebell coloured card, along with the backing paper. The only embellishment I've used is the small piece of decoupage and some jewels in the right hand corner. I've used this image many times to senda just because card to friends. I havemany friends that I don't see from year to the next but we keep in touch through letters and cards. It is so nice to receive something through the post rather than a bill or junk mail.

The weather seems very calm at the moment but who knows whatever will happen later. It is quite cold but the sky is nearly blue. I've been busy since I got out of my bed...and I didn't want to do I was cosy,having a cuddle with Raven and it just seemed to be wrong to even have the thought of leaving my nest but cards were calling. Well more a case of the cards screaming that they needed to be done and I should get me lazy legs out of bed and get on with it. So I

I have to admit to the fact that last night my craving for toad in the hole won out over I went downstairs with every intention of doing the pizza but all of a sudden I was making a batter. And I have to admit that it was everything that I thought it could be. We had the toad in the hole with mashed potatoes, sprouts and onion gravy. But tonight is definitely going to be I had to laugh last night..after dinner there was some mashed potatoes, gravy and a sausage left over which I put down for Reg, but he never got a look in. Pinkie decided that she wanted it and she must have inhaled. What surprised me the most was that she went for the mash and gravy rather than the sausage. Over the years I've found that a lot of the cats that have lived wild and had to fend for themselves are right carb heads. They prefer bread or potato to the meat. I have come to the conclusion that it's because when they are living wild they often have access to bird tables and waste bins and it seems that's where they get their love of bread and potato. I was surprised when this morning Pinkie was first at the food tray,,telling me that she was starving. She is now sat by me having a little snooze..probably dreaming about

Well it's time to go and do some work. The coffee is calling and then a pile of nearly finished cards are shouting to be that's me for today. I hope that you are having a good day. I'm sure that my friend Sunshine will be having a fab one in her new car. I've decided that Mr. Cheeks will need a good scarf to keep his long hair in check when Sunshine drives. I shall have to find him 'a being driven' So until tomorrow take care and happy crafting

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