Tag: New Years
Twenty Thirteen
Another year begins. Will it be music to our ears, or a discordant crash of noise? Will it be the sparkle of new beginnings, or the comfort of old traditions? Will it be obligation, or invitation?
The Perfect Moment
Marking the conclusion of a 12-year project to send letters on palindromic dates that won’t be seen again in this century. I am standing outside the Astoria OR post office, 11 years, 11 months and 11 days since the last time I was here. On that day—01/01/01—I held a …
Cleaned Out
Being the 9th in a miscellany of short posts to mark the 12 days of Christmas. For those of us with the tidiness gene/impulse/obsession, this is a great time of year, when we can indulge in socially sanctioned tidying. Better yet, we get to call it ‘cleaning out’, with none …
Back to the Future
Looking ahead 60 to 70 years, our children and grandchildren will live in an amazingly different world that we cannot begin to predict. But, as Dandridge Cole wrote, although we cannot predict the future, we can invent it.
A Year in the Life
With apologies to Gilbert and Sullivan, there are years seasonal and calendrical, fiscal and liturgical, astronomical and academic(al). A year by any other name is not The Same, ranging in length by about 21 days (draconitic to sidereal, per Wiki).
Predicting the Future or Committing to It?
In my youth I committed easily, almost cavalierly, the Terminator’s assured style fitting me like comfortable jeans. How, in mid-life, did I come to be wearing caution like a Sunday-best suit?