While the
consensus appears to be that 2016 was not the best of years, my personal take
on the year is more favorable. Nobody in my family died, we didn’t move (in
spite of a good deal of deliberation), I didn’t lose a job (have none to lose),
no divorce, and not even a pet died. (The laptop doesn’t count.) It was a good
year. In fact, it was a very good year, one of my personal best. I read, I wrote,
I walked, I gardened. Maybe even in that order. Of course, it’s deep winter now
and gardening is limited to remembering to water the houseplants…something that
I’m working on. Still, it was a good year—serene.
Reading
Writing

Walking
And I continue to
walk, swim and cycle. I love the rhythm of these activities, prefer doing them
alone—although I’d never say no to some company. Most any conversation improves
with a walk. Most any problem improves with a walk. My night walks with the
canine are crunchy on the crisp snow and I’m proud of how this winter city
ploughs through snowfall after snowfall to give us driveable streets and
walkable sidewalks.
Gardening
Green stuff is on
hiatus until spring. I sure appreciated the inspiration I found in other's gardens last year. Can't wait to dig in the dirt. In the meantime, I revel in the white stuff. We have a lot
this year. It’s different now that I’m not working in it. I get to admire winter's austere
beauty in a more relaxed manner.
So for 2017, I want
more of the same. More reading, more writing, more walking, and more gardening.
These are my habits. I’m not much of a
resolution-maker. Maybe if I had to have one, it would be Keep It Simple. Happy
2017 to you.
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