A Little Snow

Lookee what's outside my window this morning. I quick took a picture because it is supposed to get up into the mid 30s later this morning.   I'm afraid this snow is too wet to take Margene pictures of my new socks, but it is snow nonetheless and we've had precious little of the white stuff this winter (this is only the 2nd accumulation of any kind).  The kids were excited just to see it. 

Dear Son is still home sick and after one of his coughing fits woke me at 2:30 a.m. this morning, I had this thought, well series of thoughts, concerning the current hoopla over knitblogging (scroll down to miscellany).   It seems to have started with a knitter's review of knitblogger books and continued with several other postings...So, I'm going to illustrate my point of view with a story from...hmmm...guess and I'll send you something sockish and springish(sotto voce).

So, this landowner goes out and hires some workers for the day.  He negotiates pay with them and they come willingly along to work in his fields or whatever.  At lunch, he realizes that he'll need more workers to get the job done so he goes out and hires some more.  And later in the afternoon, he goes out and gets a few more to make sure the job gets finished by sundown.  At the end of the day, when the foreman hands out the wages, they all contain the same amount.  The workers hired in the morning are incensed!  They worked much longer than those slackers who came on at noon or 3!   It's not fair, they rail!  The foreman chastises them:  "Did the landowner not pay you exactly what you contracted for?  Did he cheat you in any way?  Why do you care what someone else got paid as long as you got what was owed to you?  That money is the landowners to do with what he pleases, and it is no business of yours as long as you get what you were promised." 

Do you seen the connection?  Counting other people's cookies?   Blogging has enriched my life.  I am inspired by cruising the blogs and seeing what knitters all over the world are knitting.  I love knit-alongs (see the Shameless joiner entry).  I love the idea of you all -- virtual as you are.  To me anyway.  And I have to say that I am fascinated by the wild-fire nature of the blog world -- stuff spreads!  To paraphrase:  Give me the gumption to change what I can, the patience for what I can't and, for God's sake, the wisdom to know the difference!

We now return you to your regular programming...more socks!

Edited to add:  Jeez, Lucia (at Rhymes with Fuschia -- love that) got it right away.  I'm slacking in the allusion department.  Harder one next time. 

 

Comments

[Lucia]

Aw, that's too easy. The Bible, of course. Do you want chapter and verse?

[Lucia]

Found it: Matthew, chapter 20.

(I would love to be in a clique, the more cliquish the better. Call it held-over teen angst.)

[margene]

You are one smart cookie! And stay out of that snow unless you have boots on;-)

[Jocele]

I had never heard that parable until a month or two ago, when our priest talked about it in the homily. Now I've heard it twice in a short time span. Odd. Oh, and I went to SLU.

[Laura]

Oh what a beautiful neighborhood you must live in there. I was thinking the same thing when I saw the backyard basketball photos a few days ago.

Whew, thank goodness I did recognize that from being in the Bible. I thought... wait... she did NOT just make this up - it's from the Bible isn't it? Oh what a scholar I am. ha