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, 15 April 2016

Jiggery Makery..................A little Sparkle

Here I am again..I thought that I'd better do my blogging now before BT start to play up and do away with my This card is a design team make for the wonderful Jiggery Makery. As you know I just adore designing the dresses. For this dress I have coloured it with my promarkers and then with a slightly darker colour, Have stamped a small burst pattern over it. To every center of the bursts I have added a glittered spot. Finally I added a bow to the waist of the dress.I think it's because I have no need of a dress as beautiful as this..I'm more of a wellie and waterproof I do enjoy dreaming about beautiful dresses. And working for Jiggery Makery allows me to jump into my daydreams.
I hope that you will pop over to the Jiggery Makery facebook page and take a look at all the wonderful ladies. If you have an idea in mind, I'm sure that you will find a lady that you could use. Other members of the design team have created some wonderful projects..I always find them a wonderful source of inspiration.
I am now sitting here with my stairs shining..they are now so clean. How long I wonder will this perfection last. I bet the first cat hair has already Such a nice young man as well..he's so quick at everything...I'd still be fighting with the hoover. But it's done now and will at least look sorted all weekend. I don't know what I'll be doing this weekend as no new work has yet arrived. I have a horrible feeling that it will all arrive in one go and I'll end up with a week of non stop colouring. I have some sewing to if the paperwork doesn't arrive, I may be sewing all weekend.
I have just been downstairs to put some tuna in the fridge and goodness me did I nearly get mugged. Word obviously got out that tuna was on it's way..there were flying bodies coming down the stairs and all sitting there looking And of course when I came back upstairs, they thought it was bound to be dinnertime. I am now surrounded by a group of sulking cats. If you could only see the little fat tummies you would be in no doubt of the lies that cats
Well the coffee is calling and I think I need a good caffeine hit. Sometimes there is just nothing better than that first mouthfull of the coffee nectar. I have come to believe over the years that I am literally fuelled by caffeine. A gentleman reader asked me the other day if I was actually a caffeine addict..I thought to myself, just ask my friends..they know the need to find coffee for me if I run out. I hope that you all have a fabulous weekend and lots of 'me' until next time..take care and happy crafting.
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