Thursday, December 15, 2011

looking, listening

I can't hear Christmas, or feel it.  So I assigned myself to listening.  

When you stop talking to listen for something in particular, you will hear curious, wondrous, sounds.

 Overheard: "Mario wears girl's glasses, wears his pants belted under his belly.  He is balding, Italian, but doesn't look it.  (hesitation) I think he may be a little gay."

"She's living out her mental illness diagnosed, but untreated."

"You may not have noticed this, but you are not exactly the center of love and kindness."

And today's favorite -

"Where the hell is the snow?  It's freaking December, for Godsake.  Did you read my horoscope?  I'm in for astrological stormy weather."

Christmas, where are you?  
Did you come in on silent feet with this pretty bouquet?
Were you signaling to me from the monkey ornament aisle?  (these little guys jumped in my basket and came home)
Have I been walking past your subtle light without noticing?
I think that I felt your spirit today when I began my last minute Christmas knitting.  

'When you really look for me, you will see me instantly - you will find me in the tiniest house of time'

1 comment:

Delisa said...

Hi Jody, it is an odd time of year isn't it? I have overheard similar conversations lately myself. Every time I go out to the store, it seems like people are sort of in a distracted daze. Only the old people or children under the age of 3, seem to really smile and say hello. Everyone between the age of 16 and 40 seems to have a cell phone glued to their ear. Is it just me or do you find in unnerving or startling when you are out shopping and someone next to you starts a loud or heated cell phone conversation? What a beautiful sock, I love the charcoal gray and bright cardinal red wool!

I finished a light blue pair of gloves today, they are made out of a super soft wool blend, and I am going to embellish them with crocheted snowflakes. I am going to use a small size 20 or 30 thread so that I can get some nice detail in the design. I thought I would make the snowflakes on each glove a little different, since no two snowflakes are suppose to be alike. I have this vision in my head of the perfect "play in the snow" gloves. I hope they come out like the picture I have in my mind! Have a great day ahead and I hope you find the special feeling you are looking for! With Love, Delisa