Thursday, 31 December 2009

New Year's Happy




The best part of the year happened for us this last month, when our grandson Roi Oliver Douglas was born in Kyoto, Japan.

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A new year provides a marker, a milestone reached and the beginnings of the next stage. Measures, markers; the tick of the clock.
Back in the eighties when our sons were small, we always had a large vegetable garden on the go, but we let it lapse when rampant consumerism caught us up in its swirl.

Today we bought a compost bin. I love that it looks like a dalek.

Some resolutions ...
A job change for me.
More picnics ... more photos ...

Writing-wise, I aim to focus on my third poetry collection.
Plus the novel that won't let me forget that it now exists - however embryonic. It keeps growing attachments and limbs; hey! It's organic. But it needs lengths of time I haven't available at the moment. (So make that another reso. To manufacture massive amounts of time to concentrate on writing a novel).

Happy New Year!

6 comments:

Tim Jones said...

And Happy New Year to you, Kay!

McDinzie said...

Happy new year...the year of compost and vege gardens

kctoyama said...

It's snowing in Toyama, Japan.

Have a great year!

Catherine said...

A new grandson - what a fitting start to a New Year!
I'm not making resolutions, but I plan to divide a big sheet of paper in columns for various loose sorts of goals, and mark progress on it during the year.

BarbaraS said...

Another decade gone already - and look just what it brought you!

Sweet baby, love the composter... from one to t'other, that's a knack.

Here's to your third.

leonie.wise said...

i do love your poetry and am quite excited to learn you are also writing a novel - wow!

love the compost bin too!

happy new year to you from the frozen north

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'how this all harbours light'