This morning there was a weird light in the sky, everything was frozen and still, no sounds. The sky seemed to hide under a thick grey duvet with just a golden rim at the end. Today’s the last day of the year and even though some people says that it only changes the date, it feels so different and magical to me. We have an opportunity to pause and look back and review our lives and ourselves and then we can decide what to keep or change.
I am not putting anything written here, things like I will be good next year and stuff like that… I’ve never been that good, 2012 isn’t the moment to start. Next year is full of expectations for me though: the rest of the garden will be outlined, the house will be painted, the windows for the first floor will finally be mounted (not that sure about this…), we could finally move the bedroom upstairs and start living in a proper house. I want more bulbs for 2012, more grasses, more veronicastrums, more heleniums and more irises. Oh and I want more gravel too, in the gravel garden, so the dogs won’t come in with muddy shoes. I’d like to see the pond finished, I want a little vegetable garden, and a meadow.
Somebody on telly said the Colosseum in Rome is falling apart. Apparently people is worried because it’s been forecasted that the day the Colosseum will fall apart, the entire World would too. And then there are Mayas… I start worrying too: will I ever see my windows mounted? And my garden without weeds? And the pond filled? Will I ever divide a big clump of crocosmia grown in my garden?
Whatever will be, will be. Meanwhile I wish you have a beautiful eve tonight and a very happy 2012 with your lives and gardens.
At the end of the day there are some little furry things which don’t care which day or year will be tomorrow, they only need some milk to eat…
…and some fingers to bite…
Happy New Year 2012 to everybody!