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US-3890452, from Tim. This is one of the best cards I got. It is “Boot” from Dalton M. Ghetti. That’s a boot carved out of the actual graphite of a carpenter’s pencil tip, using only a jeweler’s file, razor blade and a sewing needle, without the use of a magnifying glass. The piece took approximately 1 1/2 years to complete. It was finished in April 1996.
Annemarie sent me this postcard of a fairy, I think, and that fairy is fixing her wing. This is one of the many reasons why I love postcrossing (NL-3358563).
There was one little girl that dreamed with her eyes open. She believed everything is possible, and therefore, she was always happy. People would stare at her and just wonder how it is possible for someone to be always happy and never to have a sad face. It was because she was a dreamer. She believed in happiness. She made happiness. She made herself wings and believed she could fly. And yes, she did fly, and people would wonder again how she did it. But she was already up above, enjoying the view while she flew.
One day, it all changed. There was this terrible storm and this strong wind, and one of her wings broke. She fell down and she couldn’t fly. It hurt her so much. Not the wing, but the fact that she couldn’t be up again, flying, among the birds, among the planes, among the clouds and the blue sky. She cried a lot, and her happiness was not here anymore.
She saw the sun the next day. And she wanted to be close to the sun so much. People expected her to be unhappy again, but no, there she was, fixing her broken wing, singing songs and smiling, laughing even. She was happy again, and she believed. She did believe she could fly again, and this time nothing could stop her, nor people, nor storms.
I saw her a while ago. She was flying and waved at me. I smiled, because I knew she was happy. I always knew she always be happy. Because she’s a dreamer. And she never gives up.
I need to say a huge thanks for this St Patrick’s day card! It is the first one I’ve ever gotten. It seems I’m lucky. ( such a bad St Patrick’s day joke, right? 😀 )
I love St Patrick’s day, even though we don’t celebrate it here in Macedonia. I’ve always wanted to dress all in green and celebrate with parades in big cities like Chicago or Boston, to shout and be happy and to try the green beer too!
When I think about it, isn’t it sad, how we are supposed to be happy only for St Patrick’s day? Why aren’t we happy every day instead? And fool around wearing green, or blue, or whatever we feel like wearing… Why don’t we just make our days to be holidays every day, eh? And be happy all the time.
I remember I’ve read this somewhere: “Let’s eat cake every day. It’s somebody’s birthday somewhere! ”