Tonight is dark and cold, really cold. I am staying home and am quite content. I expect to be awake to greet the new year.

It’s difficult to predict what will happen in a year. 2015 has a mystery about it. All the regular stuff is there, the everyday stuff, but something will happen, something always does. It doesn’t have to be bad, just memorable. We’ll know it when it happens.

I like that we say celebrate the new year. That makes me think we are hopeful the new year will, in some ways, be better than the old. We’re happy to welcome it with horns and hats, the clinking of glasses and kisses at midnight.

Happy New Year to you all, and thanks, as always, for dropping by to visit.