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, 15 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 of the challenge, please check out the Snowflakes Promise blog. I so enjoy seeing all the wonderful entries at every challenge..I hope that you will have a look..there is always some wonderful inspiration created by some very talented crafters.

Our sponsor for this challenge is the fantastic team over at All Dressed Up. I just love working with their images..there is something so cute and whimsical about them.

I've spent most of the day trying to get online...yet again. The joys of living in the middle of nowhere though are still wonderful..despite BT giving the village a continuing headache. The clouds have been down all day but the weather forecast for the end of the week is telling of cold weather coming. I may have to finally give in and put the electric blanket on the bed..the cats will love that No doubt it will turn into a tussle to be able to get into bed.

Well the coffee is calling and then it will be time to go down and do the prep ready for dinner. I admit to being very boring and every week I have to have my favourite meal. It's fish, new potatoes and me it never gets boring.I think that if it was just me..I could have it every night..well perhaps a fish pie every so often..just for a little So until next time...take care and happy crafting.
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