The Last Post of the Year
A heavy fog hangs in the cold mountain air obscuring the blue moon, the nearby river gently murmurs. The fields are dead and the trees are barren, but the fog cocoons us from the rest of the world in their place.
Inside our home kittens play as dogs lay on the couch. Most of the animals here didn’t even exist a year ago, but one that did, one magical little cat that was part of our lives is gone. She is dearly missed, but amongst the 2009 kittens there are already rising stars. They cannot replace her, but some will join her in the pantheon of dearly loved pets.
We started the year with anticipation and we end it the same way just in a different location. No matter how troubled the present, no matter what fears we have for the future, we still look to it and welcome it with open arms.
And fireworks. Lots of fireworks.
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