Bob Wittersheim
speaker
239 appearances
7 recordings
1 series
first heard Dec 2024
last heard 17 Sep
Bob Wittersheim’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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Now, lights out.
Well, now it's here. Enjoy it.
Good. Plates and bowls.
They sell, oh, a variety of things. Pretty wine glasses, cozy-looking coffee cups, linen napkins, and heavy hardcover cookbooks.
Something with cellos and violas and classical guitar. It even smells calm, like herbs and lemon and clean laundry.
gifting and merrymaking. But the calm that comes after, the quiet and fresh start of the new year, might be my favorite part.
Salt crunched under my boots on the sidewalks, and I stopped to look up at the sky.
Of course it was.
I pulled open the door to the shop.
I slipped off my gloves, one and then the other, and tucked them into my coat pocket.
And then I found them,
The plates were round and minimal, with a small lip and a humble feel.
Plates and Bowls There is a little shop in downtown whose window I have been looking through each time I pass by.
Pretty wine glasses, cozy-looking coffee cups, linen napkins, and heavy, hardcover cookbooks. They have a few shelves of fancy salts and olive oils. Candies and chocolates you can't find in the grocery store. And jams made of fruits I've never seen in person.
And the light in there is warm and inviting. There is music playing, barely loud enough to hear. Something with cellos. and violas and classical guitar. It even smells calm, like herbs and lemon and clean laundry. And all through the month of December,
And listen, I enjoy the holidays. I love the lights. and the gatherings, the food and music, gifting and merrymaking. But the calm that comes after, the quiet and the fresh start of the new year might be my favorite part. So today, on this snowy afternoon, with no errands to run, no party to go to later, I was keeping a promise to myself. When I turned onto Main Street,
I actually felt my own shoulders soften on my back, my grip on the steering wheel relax a bit.
A busy place can make me feel busy. A crowded street. A noisy restaurant. A cramped aisle in the grocery store. can all leave me feeling simply too much. And while I was working on carrying my own calm, a deep well of quiet that couldn't run out inside of me, it was a work in progress. and I let the nearly empty street gift me some ease.
Salt crunched under my boots on the sidewalk, and I stopped to look up at the sky. It had been sunny earlier. that energizing blast of winter sun that gets you moving, even in the cold. But clouds had begun to move in, and I wondered if more snow was on its way.
Might as well welcome it. It was something a friend of mine said. When you can't get out of it, get into it.
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