Today doesn't look particularly 'new' - the garden is damp and soggy, the sky, after suggesting it might brighten up first thing, is grey and uninviting.
But it is a New Year! I have a New Diary!
New adventures lie ahead, to be scribbled into the next pages of the sketchbook journal;
And here is the last week - warning - there is a scribble of McCavity, the cat for Christmas Eve. We are still missing her, mainly at breakfast and bedtime, and when a shadow in the garden or in a corner of the room catches our eye. The vets sent us a beautifully handwritten condolence card - what a lovely, lovely kind thought. That has never happened before - we weren't even registered at their practice before the fateful day.
When I weigh up the sorrows and the joys of 2022 the scales tip over mightily towards joy.
I wish you all a 2023 with plenty of joys through the year.
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