No matter how well you’ve left the Past behind, Christmas to New Year’s Day will bring the Ghosts back. We remember the Christmases when we were kids, when our kids were kids, when our kids’ kids were kids… We remember the Disastrous, the Magical, and forget the mundane… We count our years and our lbs. and compare them with Other Celebrations… We Wonder just how we got this Old…
And we tell ourselves what a Great Life we’re Living. We look through our pictures and reassure ourselves that we are Still Going Strong…
View from our camper, Presnell’s Marina, Port St. Joe FL
I’m ready to put 2018 to bed now, sending it out with Hoppin’ John and Old Crow. We’re planning on starting the festivities on London Time, about 5pm here at Sonnystone, so I’ve got to get…
But should Old acquaintances be forgot and never brought to mind? I think not.
For Old Time’s Sake, I’ll drink a cup of Kindness to You! And another to You…and You…*
I’m seeing out 2016 watching Dick Clark’s New Year’s Rocking Eve, waiting for the ball to drop so Casey and I can kiss and go to sleep… Hey, did you know that Melissa is at Times Square with the Mariah Carey entourage? Gives me some extra motivation to stay awake.
We’ve got lucky food lined up, mimosas to wash it down, and we’re kicked back. Black-eye peas are soaking for some hoppin’ john tomorrow.
I want to thank you for reading my stuff this last year. There are so many adventures ahead and I hope you’ll ride along with us in 2017.
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light:
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind
For those that here we see no more;
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.
Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.
Ring out the want, the care, the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes
But ring the fuller minstrel in.
Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.
Ring out old shapes of foul disease;
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.
Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.
I’ve wrapped up 2013 with a wonderfully magical trip to visit The Mouse. My feet are sore, but I am rejuvenated and revived, ready to start another year. The trip has been way too full to document in real time, but you will be treated to a montage in a couple of days.
Let’s put together a medley of 2013’s greatest hits… First, and probably most significantly,
I celebrated my 60th birthday in February…
I dreaded this change of decade for months before it occurred and it took me months afterward to accept the inevitable. The changes in my body and face still surprise me, as if they had happened suddenly and without warning. I’m still not too happy about the sagging, but it’s better than the alternative.
I spent lots of time with grand-daughters…
There were some fests, trails, craft and car shows, and Always Nashville…
We painted, carpeted, repaired, and landscaped…
I’ve got to fill up my mug and head on back home. Have a safe and happy New Year’s Eve.
I leave you with this quote…
Rarely, if ever, moments come that are so defining in our lives. The years are glutted with benign matters which impact us more deeply than we could have ever imagined in our youth. —-Joel T. McGrath