The rising moon illuminates the final evening of this calendar year. The next calendar year will rise in a few hours. Like all years it will be a year of good, indifferent, and not good events. (My feeling is that it will be another year of a general, almost imperceptible slide.)
I will try to accept all that happens with grace and equanimity.
Many things to be grateful for.
We have our health, a snug home of our own, friends and family in good health, healthy dogs, are neither obscenely wealthy nor destitute.
I am grateful that we have so many similar interests. Reading, sitting on the deck listening to the grass grow, quiet evenings at home, occasionally going for a hike, able to take change and upset with equanimity.
2017 has been a good year. 2018 will be whatever kind of year it will be. I’m fortunate to go into the new year with so many blessings.
It’s difficult to take a not-endearing photo of our senior Achilles. We are so blessed to have such a good boy.
To my dear and valued Facebook followers: the countdown begins. My blog posts will no longer be cross-posted to Facebook in the new year. I invite you to continue following me at my blog.
Red – tomato. White – onion and garlic. Green – jalapeno, cilantro, lime (the juice of several limes). Sum = home-made salsa.
2017 was a good year for Faye and I. we have many things to be grateful for. We have our health. A snug home. Work we are nicely compensated for. Three good dogs in pretty good health. Family and friends.
I want to wish each of you, my readers, a safe and very pleasant Christmas, Kwanzaa, Hanukkah, winter solstice, the season/event you choose to celebrate. Thank you very much for making time to making time to read, view, comment. I hope to continue making this place worthy of your time.
A hibiscus bursts into bloom.
A brilliant sunrise introduces a new day, another good day to be alive.
I’m a little busy right now. Faye and I did a 5K run and walk Saturday evening; Faye the run and me the walk. Our times were creditable. We spent Sunday doing various house and internet stuff, including selecting photos for a calendar we plan on getting printed.
Faye’s working afternoons this week. This evening I baked Balsamic Chicken Thighs that she prepped, also baked rice and made a batch of glazed carrots, then did the dishes and tidied a bit.
After I post this it will be time to settle on the couch with a book and . . . (turns around to see which dog is on the couch) . . . Fitzi.