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

Friday, 17 April 2015

Jiggery Makery...Legs in the air

Todays card is a design team make for the fabulous Jiggery Makery. I picked this image as the perfect birthday card for my friend.I look at a lot of Adeles digital designs and it really is a case of I wish I had a set of legs like this. For her company Jiggery Makery, Adele has created a fabulous collection of vintage glamorous and just calling out to be used on cards for your friends.I hope that you will take the time to pop over and see all her wonderful designs. For this card I began by layering two shades of blue on top of each other. I made the greetings with the same card. The lady, I coloured with my promarkers and then cut her out and added her to the card.

It is a very sad day here in the mountains. Today is the funeral of a friend, my best friends brother. He was just too young to have left us. Sometimes life throws us curve balls and it is so hard to deal with them. As with Henry, my friend was taken far too early and it's hard to make sense of anything. Some days I wonder what is the purpose to everything, but then I have to have faith in the fact that there must be a reason...a reason that we just can't share. Our lives will be less because they are no longer in it but we have to go on and I believe that I can honour their memory by doing just that. The fact that we may share our memories of them, means that they will never be forgotten. I can only send out love to everyone who has lost someone. The hardest thing that I find is the fact that life is going on despite losing them. It felt so wrong after I lost Henry that life was continuing outside. The fact that cars drove out of the village, that birds sang and that people laughed about things I didn't know. It felt almost obscene that life could continue, even though it felt that my life should have ended too. But in my heart I knew that Henry would expect me to go on and be strong. And I think that it is the same for all of us....we honour their lives by living ours.

Well the coffee is calling and then it will be time to make dinner. I think that this evening I will make a dinner that reminds of my Grandmother. It is bacon, mashed potatoes, broad beans and parsley sauce. I think that I need that bit of comfort today. What is your favourite comfort food? We all have some dishes that may hard times a little better. But anyway..until tomorrow..take care and happy crafting.

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  1. Lovely cards the last few days.

    Just had my ultimate comfort food-corned beef hash.

    I've been strugging recently as a very good friend passed away. It was 2 weeks after his 29th birthday & got married by special license in the local hospice. He was martied less than 2 weeks before he passed away. We virtually shut the hospital pharmacy on the day of his funeral. I still can't believe he's gone, in some wats it's affected me more than my Mums death which was only 2 years ago.
    I guess we have to be thankful for what we are left with. I hope you have a great weekend.