Beep! Beep!

Here's a picture that Steve snapped of "our" road runner. He comes to visit us a couple of times per week. As neighborhood birds go, he's impressively large. From what we can tell, he can't get a lot of lift under his wings, so he sort of just flutters up to the fence or the lowest tree branch. The rest of the time he just... yup, you guessed it... runs!

I found this image to be particularly fitting for today's blog since I have felt very much like a road runner these past few weeks. (Think of that purple bird from the Warner Bros. cartoon.) I can think of no better metaphor for the work involved in preparing to submit to my first show. My legs are spinning and spinning - so fast they are no longer discernible. I'm running, but I'm not yet able to fly. In the meantime, I'm barely escaping the coyote and the Acme explosive device!

But today I am happy to report that the Santa Barbara application is complete and was delivered to the post office on Saturday morning. It was such an odd and unexpected sense of satisfaction that registered as I walked back to the car. I may get accepted. I may not. But whatever happens, NO ONE can take away the work that I've done to get to this point. I don't merely dream of entering shows someday. Now I have. And the second time around will be easier. It's all in the baby steps... I'm telling you... even if they are baby road runner steps!