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

Saturday, 21 September 2013

Cat in a Santas Hat



As most of you know, I am a cat lover and as such have a lot of friends who also adore the furry beasts, so I am always looking for a christmas card with a cute cat to send over the festive season. Well I found this one. It is from a Joanna Sheen cdrom. I have mounted the image onto red mirri. The backing paper is from the Crafters Companion 'Father Christmas' cdrom. I like to mix and match..getting value for money is something I'm addicted to. The embellishment is made with a mixture of dies...the ivy swirl and the holly leaves are from the Joanna Sheen Signature range and the poinsettia is from the tattered lace range. Today the mists have covered the mountains from view, the cats are on the couch and my craft stash is calling and saying come and play. So wherever you are take care and happy crafting.
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