Sunrise and sunset are more than bookends for each day: they are metaphors for broader passages of time, even an entire life. And so, too, they seem like good metaphors for a year in its final days.
There is something hopeful about sunrises: the pushing back of the darkness, the promise of some sort of day ahead. Today: early morning in New Zealand.
In fact, the gorgeous place where I spent the first few hours of 2016!
Rosemary – What a delightful coincidence! Thanks for letting me know.