Happy New Year's Eve! Hard to believe we start all over tomorrow. We really don't, but society tells us we do, so it must be true, ha ha. I have zero expectations, only hope, which is something I try to always hang on to. I don't need a new year to work on having hope, I let hope work on me all year round. Even on my worst days, hope hovers, ready to take the reins if I will let go and hand them over. Sometimes it's easier said than done, I know.
New Year's Day looks beautiful, 75 and partly cloudy with a slight breeze. I cannot imagine a more perfect weather day! I plan to enjoy it as much as possible. The cold comes back on Monday! It is December, but you wouldn't know it these past few days. I'm ready for the rain and the muck to end for a bit, though. I'm over it in a pretty big way.
The picture was taken on one of our fall drives, not too far from where we live. It’s one of my favorite pictures from the past year and sums up nicely the peace and tranquility most people crave. I literally stepped out of the car and snapped it on my phone. The picture doesn’t do it justice. In person, it takes your breath away on a golden autumn day.
Love to you on this last day in 2021. We’ll be here again soon. In the meantime, let’s make the most of it, shall we? Swords drawn, and away we go, straight ahead into the foray of 2022!
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