Thursday, December 22, 2011

Christmas Carols

Do you hear what I hear?

  • Humming and singing and whistling while they're in the shower or walking through the house.
  • The buzz of voices, a jazz composition that allows fantastic flights of improvisation, sounds rising and dipping and merging and floating to the top, but with a meter and beat that is familiar like old socks.
  • Laughter. More than any ear deserves. Laughter as simple audible grace.
  • Dice rolling on the hardwood table. Scrabble tiles being stirred in the bag. Shuffling cards. The ear-splitting shaking of Boggle cubes.
  • The distinct, utterly unique scraping of hands through buckets of Lego bricks, searching for the right one, one in a million.
  • Silent breathing in a dark room with the Christmas tree lights on.
  • Feet tumbling down the stairs, identifying by the cadence, landing, and creak of wood the individual who walks with them.
The kids are home. All is well. Merry Christmas.


Kaye said...

What a lovely, wonderful thing. How I love those specific creaky identifiable sounds.

marie said...

Relate completely, especially with the feet tumbling down the stairs.