Gone is the snow of the winter solstice have turned to cold rain washing away the snow and soaking the ground till it is full and rivulets of runoff sluice down my road into Deer Creek.

The New Year celebrations are next on the agenda here in the north west.  I am debating whether I will do anything special or not.  Would love to kiss a lovely lady as the ball drops, but then again hanging with a bunch of drunks does not really sound like a lot of fun.  Think I will  go to the Casino and if luck is a lady I will stay and if she turns me down I will go home and have a Baileys milk shake and kiss my crystal skull, Belle when the ball drops happy New Year to one and all