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
Sunday, 30 November 2014
Angels and a Sprout
Todays card is from one of my favourite christmas cdroms...Victorian Christmas..triple cdrom by Joanna Sheen. I just loved this image of the two little angels. When I was little I was convinced that everyone has a guardian angel. I thought that they spent their days watching over you and even if they couldn't stop bad things happening..they would always be there to make you feel better after the event. Isn't it strange what our younger selves thought was the absolute truth. I'm a great believer that we all still need a little magic in our lives. That it's totally plausible to believe in things we can't see. I always told Henry that people will always find things to bring themselves comfort and that there was nothing wrong with that..as long as it wasn't hurting any other person or creature. Sometimes life can be a hard place and sometimes we all feel that we need a source of comfort and security. It's like when you are safe and warm in bed and there is a storm raging outside..you can listen to the storm and just be grateful that you are where you are. Sometimes when I fuss one of my cats and I can see the love and trust in their faces..I'm so thankful for having them in my life.
And with that thought in mind...I thought that today I would share with you all a picture of one of my family...Sprout
Here he is. He really has come so far.From not even wanting to look at a human being because they had caused him nothing but pain...to the bundle of bed hugging cuddle monster that he is now. In the new year I will try and get a picture of all the family..so you will then know who it is I'm rambling on about...lol.. You may think that Sprout is an odd name...maybe not when you think what I've called the others. We called him Sprout because he arrived just before christmas one year and Henry had just said that you have to have a sprout at christmas..and so we did. When he first came he didn't want to be any where near people and would hide. I will always remember the first time he cameover to me of his own accord...I was reading a book and felt something on my leg..I just supposed it was one of the others and glanced over to see Sprout walking so slowly towards me. I stroked him and he then ran off..but it was the start. you wouldn't recognise him as the same cat..as he runs up to you and meows demanding fuss. Bless him. As long as I live I will never understand why people have animals that they aren't willing to look after properly or love. My animals are one of the major blessings in my life and my life would be so much less without them in it
Well the coffee is calling. I must tell you that I managed to get all my cards finished for the fair and my friend the pa has taken them to sell for me...or not depending on the visitors to the fair. Keep your fingers crossed for me..I would like to sell a few. I will let you know how it all went tomorrow. At least it's a nice day for it. The sun is shining and the sky is blue. The very first christmas fair that I was involved with in the village..some 20 odd years ago..it was hammering down. The rain was sideways and there was a raging wind. Never had so many women had to run so fast with a tray of mince pies..lol. So until tomorrow...take care and happy crafting.
Saturday, 29 November 2014
Santa's coming to town
Todays card is from the wonderful Giordano Christmas cdrom brought to us by Joanna Sheen. It has been a few years now since this cd was released but I have to say that I've had my moneys worth and so much more. I believe that you could find a card for anyone in your life with this cd. I just love the images on this cd and must have used most of them.Every year I notice another one that I haven't used.To make this card, I mounted the image onto some gold mirri. I used some backing paper from my stash and put them both onto a 8x8 card.I added a border with some christmas stockings on it.I used to love the excitement in Henrys eyes when he was little and getting ready for Santa. We always loved Christmas and the preparations were always the most fun.
It seems to be a lovely day today here in the mountains..the sun is shining and the birds are singing. Well that sounds all a bit Disney to me but that's the way it is..lol.Last night was so funny..as you know I'm now the proud owner of an electric blanket for the first time in my life...and I have to say it hasn't taken the cats a long time to realise that something magical is happening in the bedroom. When I went to bed last night , there was 5 cats all spread out on my bed. They were all enjoying the heat. Sprout had gone a step further and had actually got under the duvet and was toasting nicely. It made me smile..he has come along such a long journey since arriving here. He was the cat that was thrown at the door, that Henry found knocked out on the path. He was so scared and was covered in cigarette burns. He used to hide on the shelves in the parlour and always hid his face if anyone came in. It's taken a couple of years but now he's grown into his paws. He runs in and out to suit himself and makes such a fuss of me. He has even just started going to my friends for a little stroke.The first time he went to anyone besides me and Henry, was to my friend the pa. I don't know who was the most shocked..me, my friend or Sprout himself..lol. Last night showed me how far he had come on. There he was curled up under the duvet, as happy as could be. When I asked him what he thought he was doing , he just rolled on his back to have his belly tickled. How far he has come.
I'm still in work mode. I'm still working on cards and am hoping to get them finished today. I've got to the point where I need to add the jewel embellishments and ribbons. And then to my favourite moment..inserts. I think have a mental block over them. I should really make an insert for the card as soon as I've finished..but that never happens..lol So now today I will have to make 40 odd..it's my own fault. And to tell you the truth..once I've actually started doing them..I don't mind. I find something on the tv or put some music on and away I go. Wish me luck.
Well the coffee is calling and I think that the caffeine will have to be tap all day..lol. I hope that you all have a fabulous weekend...so until tomorrow..take care and happy crafting.
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