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

Monday, 22 August 2016

JB-Crafting Supplies..The Loo Roll Book..number 2


Today's creation is a design team make for the wonderful JB-Crafting Supplies. I have never had as many messages about a creation before and have done a step by step guide on how to make your own book. It is on the JB-Crafting Supplies blog..I hope that you will pop over and take a look. I decided to make a quotes book this time because I'm forever collecting them and it will be nice to have a place to keep them. If you have any crafting needs or wants, then please pop over to the JB-Crafting facebook page and speak to Julie.

As I'm sat here, the mist has fallen down the mountains and I can't see a thing. It's time like these that I often say that we are back in Brigadoon...lol. The rain has finally stopped for the moment but no doubt there will more arriving shortly. I'm also sat here armed with my largest paint brush. Simon is on his way back with a present for me and I don't want it coming in the window..lol. I keep my largest paintbrush right by me as a cat and present deterrent..lol.The only trouble is that he is so proud of himself when he brings me a present and just can't understand why I'm not delighted.

Well the coffee is calling and then it will be down to some more work. I managed to find my dressing table last night..I'm intending to polish it tonight..I can't believe that I'm quite looking forward to it. The dressing table has had to be cat resisted. They were constantly knocking everything off and I had come to the end of my tether...so now it's all been fixed. I've even decided what is for dinner tonight..we're having steak pie with roast potatoes and carrots. So every thing is organised..or very nearly which is amazing for me. My first job though after my caffeine hit is to ring BT and have a complain..I'm not expecting anything good to come of it but I live in hope. So until next time..take care and happy crafting
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