... very few of those that witnessed it survived the great forest-fire that happened shortly after. It came up over the weald by night with a great wind. The Hare and the Tortoise and a very few of the beasts saw it far off from a high bare hill that was at the edge of the trees, and they hurriedly called a meeting to decide what messenger they should send to warn the beasts in the forest. They sent the Tortoise.Clearly the hare didn't understand future-proofing, but then neither did I back then I knit to order my thoughts and to free my mind ... why would I hurry? One tortoise-like step at a time I can travel far, eventually. But slow and steady doesn't always carry the day ... blogging is a sprint and a gal who blogs must embrace her inner hare. Digital photography lets me do that in a way the 'analogue' crafty stuff just doesn't ... it's a swift(ish) pain-free route to making stuff to share with you and one that's hopefully way more future proof, for me, than my fibre-y* pursuits. How about you? Tortoise? Hare? Neither? Both?
... the process alone makes the juice worth the squeeze ...Rick Silvestrini