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

Wednesday, 29 June 2016

A Snowflakes Promise.....New Challenge

Today's card is a design team make for the wonderful team over at a Snowflakes Promise. A new challenge has just begun and will run for the next fortnight. As always there is an Anything goes challenge but there is always the option of doing a Christmas Card. I should have blogged yesterday but life decided to throw me a curve ball and I had a terrible day..but as always I have put my big girl pants on and am trying to deal with it.But to be honest..I would love a week where I didn't have to deal with some added stress, but what choice do we have.

Back to the challenge..we were so lucky to have been sponsored by the great team over at Bugaboo Stamps. There is such an amazing variety of images..well worth a look.I saw this image with the farm animals in a stack and thought to myself that I just had to have a play. When it came down to it..I couldn't decide on my I just had to do two

Well the coffee is calling and the wind is raging. I'm off to inhale my caffeine and then make some phonecalls. All the cats are in and's really quiet for once. The only one to complain is Gannie..who keeps going to the window and watching the rain and then coming to me yowling. I'm sure he thinks that I'm in charge of the Raven is on my legs, Jeffrey is on the couch and Sprout is on the wing of my chair. If anyone was to come today, they would see me for what I really am..the original crazy cat So until tomorrow...take care and happy crafting.
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