I have so many things to share. In fact, I wrote most of a long post today. But due to some unexpected circumstances, I just haven't had the time to finish all of these posts and and add photos and do the things one does to send work out into the world. So the quality of my posting has suffered tremendously in this last week.  And it isn't likely to get better in the next few days since I'm spending the next two days with my beautiful nieces, time I plan to be fully present for. So, for today I leave you with this explanation, such as it is , and this wonderful quote; one of my favorites of all time.



“Iit is not the critic who counts:

not the man who points out
how the strong man stumbles
or where the doer of deeds
could have done better.

The credit belongs to the man
who is actually in the arena,
whose face is marred by
dust and sweat and blood

who strives valiantly,
who errs and comes up short again and again,
because there is no effort without error or shortcoming,
but who knows the great enthusiasms,
the great devotions,
who spends himself for a worthy cause;
who, at the best, knows, in the end,
the triumph of high achievement,
and who, at the worst, if he fails,
at least he fails while daring greatly,
so that his place shall never be
with those cold and timid souls
who knew neither victory nor defeat."

-Theodore Roosevelt.
Speech at the Sorbonne, Paris, April 23, 1910

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