Thursday, January 1, 2015
Then and Now
For years, the tradition in my family was to start a round-robin series of phone calls at midnight to wish each other Happy New Year. Now we text each other before 9 p.m., none of us still up at 12. At 9:30, dozing in the chair, I was awakened by the phone. It was a surprise call from a great-nephew in Massachusetts whom I've only seen once. How pleasant to be remembered by the second generation down.
Yesterday, I was hauling extra feed to the goat pen and forgot to break the ice in the water trough. I realized my error on the way back when I saw Inga licking, not drinking. I'll have to do better today.
I may not celebrate in the same way now as I did then, but my wishes for everyone are the same. Happy New Year!!