Just
for the record, it was a very different year for Kay and me, as usual. Our one-page family newsletter shared the synopsis; (can make more copies to meet a demand).
Year-end
fireworks in the foggy distance. (When we were
young, we just banged pans on the back porch at midnight to celebrate New
Year's.)
TV
in the other room – anything extraordinary?
Wearing
my orange Stihl ear protectors while vacuuming – symbolic of how I blocked out
most political talk in 2016.
A sweet repeat of Christmas choir music with David Archuleta – my own reward for cleaning
floors.
"Happy New Year from Google!" – a timely, personal greeting from our go-to search engine.
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