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, 18 June 2014

Fabulous Day


Todays card is another from the fabulous Halcyan Days from Crafters Companion. It features the amazing sewing and creations of Abigail Mill. I used my fabric flowers to decorate the edge.The rows of little flowers reminds me of the edging that I had on every dress when I was little. My Grandmother made all my dresses and I think it was the fashion then not to leave a single item undecorated..lol. I have two pictures of myself at different times and in both I'm wearing a burgundy velvet dress decorated with white flower braid.I have to admit to still having a great love of burgundy velvet....and I still have a roll of the little white flowers...my Gran must have bought it in bulk.After working with this cd I'm feeling the itch to get the sewing machine out and blow the cobwebs off it. I feel like making some cushion covers...perhaps I could make some patchwork ones and add the little flowers..we shall have to see. I shall let you know.

I took Reg out for a wheel today and gosh it was hot! We must have all looked like we were melting. The cats..4 today...kept throwing themselves onto the road to roll around. Quite a few times they were very nearly run over by me and Reg. When we got to the turnaround tree,I looked over the field and noticed a flock of seagulls. When I was little and we saw a flock of seagulls on the fields, my Gran always said that we were in for bad weather because the seagulls had come so far inland.....I shall have to wait and see. It has been so hot here that most of the cats have wanted to stay outside at night. The first sign of rain will see them all heading home at great speed. No doubt I will be cardmaking at the time...and will be fighting off muddy pawprints.

Well the coffee is calling...it does feel as if it should be a cold drink but my caffeine levels have to be kept up..lol. So until tomorrow..take care and happy crafting.
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