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, 1 November 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. For all details please pop over to the Snowflakes Promise blog. Our sponsor for this challenge is the great team over at Bugaboo Stamps. When I saw this sheep, I thought it was perfect for Christmas cards, as I spend most of the time watching the sheep in the fields surrounding the cottage. They just make me smile.

I have to say it seems to seem really strange to not be doing a Halloween creation. I hope that you all had a great time. It was very quiet here in the mountains and made me think back to the days when Henry and his friends got together and trick and treated their way around the village. They used to have a great time...I don't know what the rest of the village made of t. I think that they did enjoy it because some of the elderly ladies used to phone me to make sure that they would call at their cottages.

All the cats are in and out like is drizzling and they don't know what to do with themselves. Raven in particular is running about like a maniac...I always say when she is like this that she has the wind up her I have Jeffrey on the wing of my chair and he looks like he is settled in for the afternoon.

Well the coffee is calling and Sparkle..bless him..has just made me one. I'm off to enjoy a caffeine hit and then I'll be back with another design team make. So until then..take care and happy crafting.
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