I don't rightly remember. Sometime in early 2003? No, must have been a lot earlier than that.
I remember Phil liked Gephart. I tried to like Gephert; he had some good idears. But I kept coming back to Dean. He was the only one who embodied my ideals, spoke truth, seemed totally genuine and real.
For me, it would have been March or April of 2003. He was talking about healthcare and speaking truth about the impending war. But what really solidified my support was that he was the very first candidate to ask not only for my vote and maybe my money, but for my help. It changed my life.
At precisely 3:30am today I finished grandson Rowan's baby quilt! Youngest (Rowan's Dad) comes tonight for dinner and is staying overnight. I *very much* wanted to be able to give it now, in time for Father's Day! :-) =Whew!= I am headed straight to bed, will sleep until I wake up without the alarm clock, and proceed to clean house with a right good will! I am feeling such immense gratitude right now and have been pondering the beauty of imperfection. I think that will be my theme for the accompanying card. The quilt has many quirks and imperfections, but I love it just exactly as it is, because it was made all by hand and with Love.
I would appreciate examples of the Beauty of Imperfection, if you can think of any. You know...like Stephen Colbert's ears. ;-)
Everyday life is a celebration of the beauty of imperfection. A great phrase BTW! You know how sometimes a flower, or even a person's face, can be too perfect? So perfect that it seems artificial? I think that indicates that while the human eye does crave symmetry, balance, order, at the same time perfection usually strikes us as over the top.
And you touch on another vital point. If something is made with love, it holds its own special kind of beauty and perfection.
11 days 'til Dean's 10th!
ReplyDeleteWhen did you first notice Howard Dean's message?
I don't rightly remember. Sometime in early 2003? No, must have been a lot earlier than that.
DeleteI remember Phil liked Gephart. I tried to like Gephert; he had some good idears. But I kept coming back to Dean. He was the only one who embodied my ideals, spoke truth, seemed totally genuine and real.
For me, it would have been March or April of 2003. He was talking about healthcare and speaking truth about the impending war. But what really solidified my support was that he was the very first candidate to ask not only for my vote and maybe my money, but for my help. It changed my life.
DeleteAt precisely 3:30am today I finished grandson Rowan's baby quilt! Youngest (Rowan's Dad) comes tonight for dinner and is staying overnight. I *very much* wanted to be able to give it now, in time for Father's Day! :-) =Whew!= I am headed straight to bed, will sleep until I wake up without the alarm clock, and proceed to clean house with a right good will! I am feeling such immense gratitude right now and have been pondering the beauty of imperfection. I think that will be my theme for the accompanying card. The quilt has many quirks and imperfections, but I love it just exactly as it is, because it was made all by hand and with Love.
ReplyDeleteI would appreciate examples of the Beauty of Imperfection, if you can think of any. You know...like Stephen Colbert's ears. ;-)
Everyday life is a celebration of the beauty of imperfection. A great phrase BTW! You know how sometimes a flower, or even a person's face, can be too perfect? So perfect that it seems artificial? I think that indicates that while the human eye does crave symmetry, balance, order, at the same time perfection usually strikes us as over the top.
DeleteAnd you touch on another vital point. If something is made with love, it holds its own special kind of beauty and perfection.
Thinking about sand paintings where an imperfection is always added before finishing. . . .
DeleteThank-you so much for these beautiful sharings!
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