Friday, November 19, 2010

Anticipation and Speculation

As I look at my stash of yarn I am filled with hopeful thoughts of intriguing possibilities.


I realized, as I was walking to the bakery, that that is also probably why I love living in a neighbourhood where every house is different. The doorways, in particular, attract me. I wonder what lies behind them, what sorts of people live there, and what mysteries they hide. I imagine all sorts of possibilities.

I love this pinkish brick house with its iron railings.

This gated carriageway stirs my imagination.

Who lives behind this immaculate entranceway?

Steep stairs and aged vines.
The starting of a new project fills me with a similar sort of pleasurable speculative anticipation. Will I encounter roadblocks and, if so, will I be able to puzzle my way through them? Will the finished project work out as imagined? If not, will the result be something equally pleasing or even better?

I've just begun a new project. Can't blog about it because it's going to become a submission for publication, but I can show this much:


3 comments:

  1. Ooh, I love walking through neighborhoods and wondering about the lives behind the doors too! Especially at dusk, when you can sometimes see behind the curtains (if that doesn't sound too creepy) :)

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  2. Rose,
    I love to do the same. It's not creepy; if people want to be private, they can always draw their curtains!

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  3. I can feel your excitement about beginning a new project. I get a little fizz when I read about it.

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