Bye-bye 2016

The last morning of 2016 is a pretty good depiction of the year, I think.  Plenty of clouds and a struggling bright spot.  I'm betting on the bright spot!  As a matter of fact, as the day went on the sun took over and it was a gorgeous day, finding a dying chicken notwithstanding (another dark cloud, dadrattit).

When we were all younger, I would call each of my Kids at midnight on New Year's Eve.  This year I promised I wouldn't do that.  It wouldn't be kind, no matter how sincere the wish, now that we're more "mature."  I did touch base with a number of friends and family throughout the day, especially those I don't keep in close contact with.  It's a fitting way to end the old year.

Living it up last night, country style, cats, dog and I took our evening nap, woke up and trooped off down the hall to bed, only to be wakened at 12 by the obligatory gunshots echoing through the hills, the noise assuring we're all safe from evil spirits!

Bessie Anne, Ralph, Celeste, Cindy, Esther, Inga, Sheila, Tessie, and the fifteen chickens left, join me in wishing everyone a happy, healthy (emphasis on healthy), hopefully prosperous and peaceful New Year!