Pictured is my neighbor’s cat, who fervently follows the first two commands of the slogan on the bag. “Eat Sleep Read” is pretty much what I’m doing today, though not necessarily in that order. I’m thinking of making Eat Sleep Read my goals list for 2013. Doable, right? Like breathing…
Showing posts with label 2013. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2013. Show all posts
Saturday, January 12, 2013
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Saying Goodbye, Saying Hello
It’s been puzzling to me that 2012 is already over. I’m not sure I was ready to say goodbye to it. Not that it was a particularly spectacular year for me (though I did find that four-leaf clover). On the contrary, pretty much NOTHING happened—no personal tragedy or loss, no personal monumental achievements or failures. It was a year of the Small and the Quiet. I can’t recall another year like it.
Sure, the world around me swirled with unrest and catastrophe, and it affected me emotionally. But for the first time in this millennium, I have no personal high or low points to report, no milestones, no markers that will forever chisel 2012 into memory.
Instead, I have moments with insects, trees, horses, and family to cherish. And then came this:
This is a Mountain Bluebird, “adopted” through the National Audubon Society for us as a Christmas gift. (You, too, may adopt one and become a member of Audubon.) We haven’t named him yet, but I like to think of him as our Little Bluebird of Happiness. And with the Bluebird of Happiness at my side, how can 2013 NOT be a splendid year?
May your 2013 be all you wish it to be. And if not that, may it at least be filled with the Small and the Quiet.
[Goodbye pic from V3; bird photo by David Speiser.]
Sure, the world around me swirled with unrest and catastrophe, and it affected me emotionally. But for the first time in this millennium, I have no personal high or low points to report, no milestones, no markers that will forever chisel 2012 into memory.
Instead, I have moments with insects, trees, horses, and family to cherish. And then came this:
This is a Mountain Bluebird, “adopted” through the National Audubon Society for us as a Christmas gift. (You, too, may adopt one and become a member of Audubon.) We haven’t named him yet, but I like to think of him as our Little Bluebird of Happiness. And with the Bluebird of Happiness at my side, how can 2013 NOT be a splendid year?
May your 2013 be all you wish it to be. And if not that, may it at least be filled with the Small and the Quiet.
[Goodbye pic from V3; bird photo by David Speiser.]
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