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

Thursday, 14 August 2014

Thinking of You


Todays card is another design by the very talented Adele from Jiggery Makery made for the design team over at JB-Crafting Supplies. For the team work I was given a face and some flowers. I wanted to have a play and I came up with the idea of using half of the face and to have her peeping round a doorway of sorts. I coloured the flowers,cut them out and then decoupaged them. The face I also coloured and then I decided to colour her hair blue. I have made a similar card with the other half of the face but it has a different look..I will share her tomorrow. I really enjoyed playing with this design.

It is sunny here today and I really enjoyed taking Reg out for a wheel today. We were joined by Jeff, Rave, Pinky and Tank.We went all the way to turnaround tree and enjoyed a sit down there for a while. As I sat I thought about what a year it has been and how time goes by so quickly. As I was learning to use the wheelchair, I've watched the time fly by, watched the raspberry bushes come into blossom and bear their fruit just as I've watched the blackberries ripen. Today I ate my first blackberry of the season and thought about Henry...he would always bring me the first blackberry back as a treat and then he would always pick a colander full for the freezer. He said that we could always have summer in the middle of winter. I miss him so..perhaps I always will..perhaps I always should. You never think that you will bury your child and you shouldn't have to..it seems so unfair. But I know he would be giving me a good talking to..so I will remember all the precious years and go on. I thought of him again today when Reg walked through a group of dandelion clocks and they burst drifting away on the breeze. Without any thought I said well Reg that's a lot of wishes and it reminded me of me and Henry making wishes when he was little on the dandelions.These were the precious times and are worth more than gold. At the moment the road ahead seems such a long lonely one but as Hen used to say it can only get better. So as always I shall count my blessings and keep on.

Well the coffee is calling and boy do I need some caffeine. I've got athletics to watch later and lots of crafting to do. Oh and by the way I took on the battle of the watermark issue and can now say that I've won...it was hard work on my poor brain but as you can see..I can do it. So until tomorrow, take care and happy crafting.
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