Ah dear Sancho, the breeze is strong today

carrying with it the sweet smell of orange blossoms

and rain soaked earth

Perhaps it is best to tilt,

not our lances,

but our helmets to the sun

lie in the grass

and celebrate the beauty of this grand day

The giants will return tomorrow

as they always do

– Tom Ricker (http://quixote.org/don-quixote-makes-peace-with-windmills)