Poetry

I have always loved poetry although my tastes have changed over the years. I tried to chose one for February 2, the Blogger SIlent Poetry Reading Day, only to find my tastes had again changed. While looking though some old magazines I found this by Mokichi Okada and was moved.

Born
As human beings,
It is our duty
To strive our utmost
For peace in the world
And the happiness of others.

Those
Who love humanity
And help people in need,
Are always loved
And protected by God
Wherever they may go.

A person
Who strives constantly
To help others
And better the world,
Is like a diamond
Buried in the sand.

I'd like to see a world of peace, health and prosperity for all. Albert Pine said, "What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal".

SHARING

If we want our family to like and join us in OUR adventures we have to reciprocate, which is why I found myself last night watching the Daytona 500. It was an amazing race. Some of us watched with companions. My daughter watched with an 80 pound rottweiler. I watched with a Mary Kay pink dishcloth I was knitting for my favorite skin care lady. My spouse who is the race fan, went to sleep on the floor.

I WON

In January I spent a bit at “The Knitting Corner” my LYS. To my surprise they notified me earlier this month that I had won a drawing for those who had spent likewise. The adorable arrangement held 4 differnt kinds of yarn ( oh the experiments I can do) and a very fragrant bath soap . The snowman is so adorable I hate to dismember him., but I will. I can't wait to knit the bath mitt. I never win so I was elated.

sock-it-to-me

I have not posted for a while because I have been in the sock dumps. I finished the gusset, yeah, and decided something was wrong, terribly wrong! I deceased every round instead of every other. Never had ripped anything on size 1 but bravely blundered on. Ripped back an inch and shed a tear on the way. Through sheer will power I got all the stitches back on a needle but they were every which way, some were split and some on the wrong needle. Fortunately my instructer Sue Von Ohlsen ( a more patient person never lived) took my little sock in hand and straightened me out, told me where I was now in the pattern and sent me forth, again. I love my socks and am back knitting. I actualy picked out the next pair, a silvery gray color in a simple lace pattern.

I also knit two dishcloths/washcloths for my DH. I started this years ago after reading an article about Anita Loos. She was a novelist and screen writer, who wrote GENTLEMEN PREFER BLONDES, and made her own facecloths. DH loved them for his face in the AM. I hadn't knitted one in a year or so and now that I am retired, DH requested some new ones. I did the "LOVE DAY WASHCLOTH" from http://tricotine.typepad.com/ which had hearts knitted in and gave it to him for a Valentine.

That evening we were watching a PBS presentation of "South Pacific". I suddenly saw him get up, come over and hold my hand as the star began to sing "Some enchanted Evening". WIth a little catch in his voice he told me he always thought of me when he heard that song. DH always said he saw me one evening and never saw me again for a year. I had gone to live in Venezuela for a year. WHen I reurned, the first time he saw me again he asked for a date for the following day. After the date he told me he believed in love at first sight. I was able to tell him I did also. It has been 45 years ago this month and he still remembers. How lucky am I?

The past two weeks have also been very disturbing as my church seems to be in a turmoil. I am an Episcopalian and there has been a lot of discord in the Anglican Communion. I offer this prayer for us all.

Now to him who by the power at work within us is able to accomplish abundantly far more than all we can ask or imagine, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever. Amen.
Ephesians 3:19-20 (RSV)