A sunrise on a new day, and on a new year about to dawn. There are clouds on the horizon, and not even the seers themselves can say what it will truly bring. I’m hoping there’s more good than bad. More light than darkness. More learning than ignorance.
At the very least, I hope there are more days among the trees, more sunrises watched and sunsets enjoyed, more birds and bugs and critters of all sorts to marvel at, more scenes to take my breath away.