Star spotting

I can't tell you how excited I feel wandering down the road to see if I can see the stars. And the anticipation of what sort of state they'll still be in is huge. Mind you today I couldn't even find the wet rainy night one. Had to ask her which bumper we'd left it on. Something about it being so wet, and so cold and so obvioulsy like we were up to no good which made it impossible for me to remember where we had done it. I realise, too, that parked cars are a problem. What is the point of littering the place with symbols to point us in the direction of Christmas if no one can see them? Maybe that's the first Advent lesson? Maybe that's how God feels about the prophets.