Ringing in 2014
Sigh... the house is quiet. My granddaughter and her folks are heading back north for their own celebration of the arrival of 2014. So, to stave off melancholy, I headed off for an afternoon walk. By a local stream, I found a set of ice bells getting ready for the big event. They will, of course, ring in the new year quietly. I like that. If I manage to stay awake long enough to watch the ball drop, I'll enjoy their something-less-than-raucous song. I'm just not a Times Square sort of guy.