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

Monday, 16 March 2015

JB-Crafting Supplies...The Puppy and The butterfly.

Todays card is a design team make for the wonderful JB-Crafting Supplies team. It was made using the wonderful Moreheads cdrom brought to us crafters by Crafters Companion. I just love this image of the puppy and the butterfly. I have decoupaged both. The black decorative frame is made using a Tonic die. There are just so many toppers on this is a great cd to have in your library. You would be able to find a topper suitable for anyone. One cd features boys and girls and the other features animals. I have to say that it is the animals one that I love the most of

What a weekend. I had lots of visitors and ended up getting no work done,,lol. But to me the friends that came are more today it's going to take a lot to catch up. The weather here is the mountains is strangely fine. No rain, no wind and as I sit here, all I can hear is the birds singing. I heard the owl land on my bedroom ceiling again last night. Some one told me that they have their own flight route and that I must be on that route. What I found strange before I knew it was an owl, all I heard was the scratching as it climbed the roof. First you hear the thud of it landing, then you hear it scratching it's way to the ridge. When it is on the ridge you are sometimes hear it flap it's wings.

All the cats are very quiet today..Jeffrey is the only one that has gone out. Reg is in his bed by his self for once. He makes me laugh because he keeps moving his dog bed across the floor.I don't know where he thinks he's taking it Everyone that comes in ends up moving it back to it's place...and as soon as he's alone..on the move again it goes. Virgo man has now planted the trees on the land...we shall have to see if they take. It would be nice to think that in a couple of years we might be picking fruit.

Well the coffee is calling and I'm hoping that Sparkle will come. He does make the best of brews, it has to be said. I often think that coffee is to me as petrol is to a car. I don't have a clue in the world until I've had a caffeine  I'd better get on with some work..I've a long list of cards to make , as well as some ideas that are floating round my head. It makes me laugh sometimes..there I am lying in bed, and I'll see something or read something and the idea for a card is there. Every day something will inspire me...I've just come to the conclusion that I need more hours in my So until tomorrow..take care and happy crafting.
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