Tilting at Windmills: Reminder!!- with a blog to read recommendation

Monday, June 16, 2008

Reminder!!- with a blog to read recommendation

There are just a few days left in the Sheetload of Cards "Reader's Choice Guest Artist" contest.

If you have not yet picked someone to nominate, remember, I am encouraging everyone to vote for my crafty guru, Etha, whose blog will certainly show you how talented she is. HERE's a sample of her work on a linited supplies challenge. And, HERE is a link to get to her gallery to see what she did finishing 12 cards from three sheets of cardstock.

If you just want to stroll through some amazing stuff- not just cards, but also knitting, photography, and just generally genuis crafting of all kinds- take a while to enjoy her entire blog.

And, the happy news? In 48 hours I will be in my room in Orlando, trying to sleep, being totally excited to get to DISNEY WORLD in the morning!

1 comment:

Suzanne said...: I am soooooooo jealous! Have a wonderful time! Just remember to take care o your leg .; June 17, 2008 at 6:14 PM

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Why "Tilting at Windmills"?

When I started this blog in October 2007, there was a story here about my connection to "Tilting With Windmills". Much of what was in that post no longer applies. Much other of it still does. So, here's the story.

When I was graduating from high school, more than 40 years ago, a group of my friend presented me with a print of Picasso's Don Quixote. They said it reminded me of them.

I get upset when things are wrong, even though getting upset cannot fix them. I dislike people who are cruel or petty or self-serving, and am frustrated that I cannot change them. I fight a daily battle with my health, although I know that every new day is another battle. I have a husband and close friends who support me, even when what I want or believe seems crazy.

So, the comparison with Don Quixote is perhaps an apt one. The story encourages me to take on the battles I see, even the hopeless ones. It reminds me to try to see the best in people. It comforts me that, in the end, even if my actions are futile, they are not meaningless.

I mean to try to continue "to dream the impossible dream".