Sunset In Cassano
Monday, December 15, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
December 12, 2008 Scherenschnitte Papercut "Natale In Africa"...
Natale In Africa (which means "Christmas In Africa" in Italian)
December 2008 Write-Away Contest Entry: "Rekindled"...
Scribbit hosts a writing contest every month that is so fun to participate in. This month's topic is "Keeping Warm". If you would like more information on how to participate, on prize information, or anything else, please go to this link. Click HERE...
And, without further ado... Here is my own entry.
Rekindled
by Celita Perillo
My fingers linger, suspended, soaking in the warmth emanating from the lapping tendrils of flames. Billowing and curling swirls of smoke escape into the frigid evening air, but in the sphere of the fire's glow, I am relaxed and venture easily into thoughts long ignored or pushed aside in the distractions of my normal every day. It is uncommon, but comfortable, to rest unhindered, spurred to Reality's presence only by cool zephyrs racing by on swift, passing currents.
There is silence except for the pops and crackles of the glowing fire, the last few crickets singing their mellow songs, and the gentle whisper of bat's wings as they flitter and whirl around hunting for their supper.
The darkness is heavy and falls over earth and sky like a cloak draped gracefully over the shoulders of a tired, but most beautiful, lady. I am surrounded by shadows of an abyssal forest, and a sensation- eeriness- glazes over my heart as I imagine a hundred curious eyes watching me from its depths.
Willingly I refocus my attention to the stretching celestial ocean above me and am awed for a thousandth time. The wonder and intricacies of the heavens never cease to amaze me. A shooting star sprints across the broad expanse of sky and its other innumerable companions wink alternately as if deliberating his performance.
After a while, I realize that I have lost track of the passing minutes, and as I gaze into the ebbing blush of the embers, I know that my time has come. I rise hesitantly, not wanting to leave the embracing tranquility, but I know that this moment was meant for rejuvenating and re-instilling hope, peace, and faith in my heart. It has always brought such relief in other exasperating seasons, and this was not an exception. Sure enough, I am full... full of releasing sighs and unfrazzled ponderings. (Deep sigh...)
After dispersing some soil over the sleepy embers, I begin my short journey across the moist,grassy land, across a half of a mile, to my home. I feel refreshed and renewed, and ready to face Life's daily challenges with courage.
I look back to where I had been revelling in nature's bounties, and I am certain that I will be back soon. There will always be the need for a bit of nature and a little bonfire to warm my heart back to sanity and peace once again.
And, without further ado... Here is my own entry.
Rekindled
by Celita Perillo
My fingers linger, suspended, soaking in the warmth emanating from the lapping tendrils of flames. Billowing and curling swirls of smoke escape into the frigid evening air, but in the sphere of the fire's glow, I am relaxed and venture easily into thoughts long ignored or pushed aside in the distractions of my normal every day. It is uncommon, but comfortable, to rest unhindered, spurred to Reality's presence only by cool zephyrs racing by on swift, passing currents.
There is silence except for the pops and crackles of the glowing fire, the last few crickets singing their mellow songs, and the gentle whisper of bat's wings as they flitter and whirl around hunting for their supper.
The darkness is heavy and falls over earth and sky like a cloak draped gracefully over the shoulders of a tired, but most beautiful, lady. I am surrounded by shadows of an abyssal forest, and a sensation- eeriness- glazes over my heart as I imagine a hundred curious eyes watching me from its depths.
Willingly I refocus my attention to the stretching celestial ocean above me and am awed for a thousandth time. The wonder and intricacies of the heavens never cease to amaze me. A shooting star sprints across the broad expanse of sky and its other innumerable companions wink alternately as if deliberating his performance.
After a while, I realize that I have lost track of the passing minutes, and as I gaze into the ebbing blush of the embers, I know that my time has come. I rise hesitantly, not wanting to leave the embracing tranquility, but I know that this moment was meant for rejuvenating and re-instilling hope, peace, and faith in my heart. It has always brought such relief in other exasperating seasons, and this was not an exception. Sure enough, I am full... full of releasing sighs and unfrazzled ponderings. (Deep sigh...)
After dispersing some soil over the sleepy embers, I begin my short journey across the moist,grassy land, across a half of a mile, to my home. I feel refreshed and renewed, and ready to face Life's daily challenges with courage.
I look back to where I had been revelling in nature's bounties, and I am certain that I will be back soon. There will always be the need for a bit of nature and a little bonfire to warm my heart back to sanity and peace once again.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
December 6, 2008: Papercut Scherenschnitte For Double Baby-Boy Shower Cards...
GRR-eat News 1
GRR-eat News 2
Today we went back to the base to partake in a double Baby-Boy shower... Actually my hubby and my friend's, Elaine's, hubby watched our kids so we could support our other two friends in this way. It was fun! We played games, won prizes, ate (always yummy), met new people, and gave gifts and watched them being opened. As soon as I arrived I started being myself, taking pictures of EVERYTHING of interest. Anyhow, these are the two cards I made for the event. I will post pictures of the shower soon, on my other site.
Congrats J and J and family!!! Congrats T and J and family!!! We are so excited for you!
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
December , 2008 Amore and Gioia Christmas Cards...
Amore ("Love" in Italian)
Gioia ("Joy" in Italian)
My friend, Roxy, who just opened a new hair salon, is putting together gift baskets that her customers can buy, and she asked me to make some cards to put in them. So, here are two of the four I plan to make.
I sat and thought of what Christmas means to me, in just one word, and these are two of the words that I knew had to be cut above the figure of Baby Jesus. What a "Wonderful, Counselor, Almighty God, The Everylasting Father, The Prince Of Peace..." I serve!!! Now to come up with two, or more, more. :-)
December Write-Away Contest: "Keeping Warm"...
The topic is "keeping warm". Sounds like a fun one that can go a lot of different ways. Consider joining in the fun!? Hope so!
To find out more go the link below...
http://scribbit.blogspot.com/2008/12/decembers-write-away-contest.html
To find out more go the link below...
http://scribbit.blogspot.com/2008/12/decembers-write-away-contest.html
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
MOTHER LETTER...
For those of you who are interested... Click on the Link and see how you can help this man complete his Christmas gift to his wife. It really is a WONDERFUL and SWEET gift. Maybe you will want to participate... or maybe it will help you come up with a different idea of your own to bless another's life. Come and see HERE.
Please check out Octamom's entry for the Mother Letter. I was both blessed and encouraged when I read it, and I am sure you will be, too... CLICK HERE!
Please check out Octamom's entry for the Mother Letter. I was both blessed and encouraged when I read it, and I am sure you will be, too... CLICK HERE!
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