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

Tuesday, 17 March 2015

Crafting Musketeers..Ribbons and Pearls Challenge

Todays card is a design team make for the great team over at The Crafting is about time for me to remind everyone about the current challenge. The wonderful sponsers are the fabulous Crafty Ribbons. They stock so many gorgeous's so hard to just need them. To make this card I have used The Janet Kruskamp Collection by Joanna Sheen. I loved this image of the chef surrounded by the delicious cakes...I never look that happy when I'm baking but I always do when I'm My friend Sunshine makes the best brownies in the world..and I can qualify that, having eaten a lot of brownies in my life. I just loved this ribbon as well, I couldn't believe it when I first saw it..the macaroons ..they look fab. So if you get chance why not pop over and join in the challenge...the theme is ribbons and pearls. I have seen many of all your cards and they are all fabulous..I would so love you to join in the fun.

Well it's mighty cold here in the mountains. It looks as if the cardigan will not be removed any time soon. As I'm sat here by the biggest cat flap in the world, I'm watching the chickens out of the window. It looks as if they have all decided to take a stroll down the back entry. It's so's as if someone has lets all walk in an orderly fashion stepping out of line and stragglers..keep up, the worms are this My favourite type of doesn't everyone have a favourite the large type wth feathers on their legs..I think that they're a rare breed..but to me if I was a chicken..I'd be one of those. They look like older matrons with large bosoms and a lot to say. They always make me smile. I shall have to find out the name of the breed..if I do start chickens..I think that they would be the type that I would go for.

I've got so much work to do..I don't know where to start. My Gran would have said..well shut up moaning and get on with I intend to make a list and just work my way through it all. In a lot of ways, I'm grateful to have a lot of work because it keeps my head full..and after all Henry would want me to carry on. It's strange but as I look round the house, I feel that in a lot of ways he is still here. As I look at the ornaments..I remember laughing with him about the memories they brought back. Presents he had chosen himself and bought for me. Songs we chair danced to and music that we listened to. It's all still here and I suppose I should be grateful for all the memories I have. But somedays it just feels so wrong that he won't walk through the door, making some joke. When I cook a meal and he isn't here to share it..somedays it's so hard. But then somedays like today I feelas if his love is still in the house and I have to be grateful for that. It was my Gran that taught me to count the blessings and it's one thing that I shall have to do.

Well the coffee is calling and I think that the caffeine will perk me up enough to start work. Jeffrey has just left the building..goodness help the So until tomorrow...take care and happy crafting.
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