RESTART THE ART OF LEARNING TO LIVE LIFE ....... 
I go to my blog and with surprise I realize all of the time elapsed since the last publication. I need to retake it has a special magic that gives no more facebook and other mass media ... is the brotherhood of those who we connect long magical weaving these networks that remain without knowing why. Many have never met but read us know who is the other side and there's that vital connection ..... then it melts in a comment or even the "Tree of Happiness" which gave me .....
This is a blog about art, but there are so many things that are art and we do not know, and so we felt the Just last Saturday, when a rain would not stop I got up at dawn, though I'm essentially winter owl and who makes me stay home like the bears ... Something
knew where we were .... a practice Ninjutsu, the ancient art of Japanese elite warriors, but after driving for several hours, somewhere beyond Melipilla, when I could not believe I was outdoors in the rain, that to reach the place of practice had to go across country ..... there was no house .... citadina and I said this is not for me and return it ..... and I said so ...
I had to swallow my own words as convinced me that I stay up late and we were all there, and from my own embarrassment I was .....
at times I did not notice the cold and rain I must admit ....
looked at all the magic of subtle movements that we see in movies, and saw the slow waving of the trees in the wind, recognizing that I can never do anything of what I saw at most .... ensure that one day if I practice and much, with a silk rope me be the most basic knot I learned ....
Students moved to follow instructions the teacher, the sensei is already "shijo" and found out why they felt neither cold nor rain, and accept the orders given .... the difficult and tiring practice, because they recognized in him as leader, spiritual guide, because the military obedience, without reason, does not apply .... is obeyed warmly who validated as superior, who has that knowledge that is not ours, and who admire what their science or art, and this was the case.
Poses passed through my mind fast
achieving only record some on my camera ...
the rest remains in my retina ....
was raining and subsiding, then the rain became permanent stayed in my tent "vip" near the fire.
I must admit that was another extreme experience that if my friends do not understand ... but walking around in the rain and cold and the mud was much ... and also find that did not close the trunk of the car was too .... Silence reigned for a moment between us I was sorry, sorry for my actions, so I ask you understand me ..... it was not a whim wanting to start there, but the cold and rain are my friends .... Hivern every year .... and return to live when the sun ..... This has always been .... If and as always it is easier to keep doing it .....
amazing thing is that this happened just when I take charge of my life .... when my daughters have gone to meet part of their dreams .... one more lesson that nothing in life is easy and I should get used to it if it costs me ... I can not start immediately the face of adversity, I should be more tolerant, learn to say things without hurting, sorry ... I must say that at the time "I'm sorry I was wrong ...."... Thank you tolerate my intolerance ... it was a lesson learned the art of life live it ...... because it is an art that I'm just beginning to discover ...!!!! and how hard it is .......
After so long without looking at knitting blog I found this cute ideas 
And this was my result. I liked a lot and is very easy once you follow the chart. 
Here the detail of the ribbon to tie. (End of each end of a flower) 
In particular the completion of one side edge 
in Piquitos. I hope 
