year’s end comes at last
looking back, facing forward
we pledge to live on.
the end of the year
that space between what we are
and what we dream of.
I make new pledges
having forgotten the past
and promises not kept.
This year to be brave
and joyous at the choosing
to be brave this year.
I caved and threw a block of Wensleydale cheese into my cart tonight just so I could remind the cats, “don’t forget the crackers!”
So a little cheese and olives and crackers, some sliced fruit, some beverage. All far, far away from those who are driving around the countryside.
I’ve loved this ever since hearing Jean Redpath sing it many years ago. Couldn’t find that version on the webs but Mairi Campbell does quite the job of it. So sit back and enjoy and sing along to end the year.
Went out and got bird seed, kat fud and people food so we’ll all start the year in good shape. Went back into the store having forgotten the one thing on my list – half and half.
OK, it wasn’t that I forgot it really, but rather that people were zooming around like mad people in the store and I couldn’t get to either of the two places I saw half and half. You know, you figure you’ll get something else while waiting for the crazed crowd to clear. One lady zoomed behind me in another aisle while I pondered organic rye flour. Why she couldn’t have gone through the wide part of the aisle in front of me rather than scaring the bejeepers out of me… Oh well. Done and done.
Got the car washed and took some photos of the funky plastic from the car fire. Even after the car wash there were black gummy things that I was able to wipe off the car with a towel, just sooty gunk I guess.
