Here in the US, many of us think of a ball in New York’s Times Square descending a mast in time with a count down clock as the main event. Essentially we are celebrating the turn of the clock. But, let’s think about it for a moment. What the new year really signifies is the completion of an approximately 585 million mile journey about our nearest star. That’s pretty incredible!
This year Jake and I decided to spend the holiday with friends here in North Carolina rather than trek to Alabama or Virginia, as is the norm. Up in Rougemont a friend of ours hosts at his house and many more friends come from as far away as Colorado and California for the weekend. This year there were 22 of us under one roof, three turkeys, and one salted ham.
This weekend was a whirlwind of activity. A large event at the wildlife conservation organization I volunteer at on Saturday, followed by staff meetings and a massive Halloween party, consumed most of my waking hours. Jake has been traveling to see his family and wish his Grandfather a happy birthday this weekend, so I am left to my own devices. A terrifying thought. (Fear not, he is returning this evening!)