Happy New Year!
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Anna_Malia75
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Same to you, love!
MarshAlien
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And may it not suck as badly as the last.
Cheers.
Cheers.
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Happy New Year, sexy friends!
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December 31, 2007
The Rural Life
New Year’s Eve
By VERLYN KLINKENBORG
At midnight tonight, the horses on this farm will age a year. That is the custom — every horse has the same birthday, Jan. 1. Like all things calendrical, this is a human convention. When it comes to equine conventions, I know enough to notice some of the simpler forms of precedence: who goes first through a gate, who gets to the grain feeder ahead of the others. But I can report that the horses make no fuss about their common birthday or the coming of the new year. Tonight, like any other, they will be standing, dozing on their feet, ears tipping back and forth at the slightest of sounds.
There is something deeply gratifying about joining the horses in their pasture a few minutes before the clock strikes 12 on New Year’s Eve. What makes the night exceptional, in their eyes and mine, is my presence among them, not the lapsing of an old year.
It’s worth standing out in the snow just to savor the anticlimax of midnight, just to acknowledge that out of the tens of millions of species on this planet, only one bothers to celebrate not the passing of time, but the way it has chosen to mark the passing of time. I remember the resolutions I made when I was younger. I find myself thinking that one way to describe nature is a realm where resolutions have no meaning.
It’s not that time isn’t passing or that the night doesn’t show it. The stars are wheeling around Polaris, and the sugar maples that frame the pasture are laying down another cellular increment in their annual rings. The geese stir in the poultry yard. A hemlock sheds its snow. No two nights are ever the same.
I always wonder what it would be like to belong to a species — just for a while — that isn’t so busy indexing its life, that lives wholly within the single long strand of its being. I will never have even an idea of what that’s like.
I know because when I stand among the horses tonight, I will feel a change once midnight has come. Some need will have vanished, and I will walk back to the house — lights burning, smoke coming from the wood stove — as if something had been accomplished, some episode closed.
VERLYN KLINKENBORG
The Rural Life
New Year’s Eve
By VERLYN KLINKENBORG
At midnight tonight, the horses on this farm will age a year. That is the custom — every horse has the same birthday, Jan. 1. Like all things calendrical, this is a human convention. When it comes to equine conventions, I know enough to notice some of the simpler forms of precedence: who goes first through a gate, who gets to the grain feeder ahead of the others. But I can report that the horses make no fuss about their common birthday or the coming of the new year. Tonight, like any other, they will be standing, dozing on their feet, ears tipping back and forth at the slightest of sounds.
There is something deeply gratifying about joining the horses in their pasture a few minutes before the clock strikes 12 on New Year’s Eve. What makes the night exceptional, in their eyes and mine, is my presence among them, not the lapsing of an old year.
It’s worth standing out in the snow just to savor the anticlimax of midnight, just to acknowledge that out of the tens of millions of species on this planet, only one bothers to celebrate not the passing of time, but the way it has chosen to mark the passing of time. I remember the resolutions I made when I was younger. I find myself thinking that one way to describe nature is a realm where resolutions have no meaning.
It’s not that time isn’t passing or that the night doesn’t show it. The stars are wheeling around Polaris, and the sugar maples that frame the pasture are laying down another cellular increment in their annual rings. The geese stir in the poultry yard. A hemlock sheds its snow. No two nights are ever the same.
I always wonder what it would be like to belong to a species — just for a while — that isn’t so busy indexing its life, that lives wholly within the single long strand of its being. I will never have even an idea of what that’s like.
I know because when I stand among the horses tonight, I will feel a change once midnight has come. Some need will have vanished, and I will walk back to the house — lights burning, smoke coming from the wood stove — as if something had been accomplished, some episode closed.
VERLYN KLINKENBORG
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Happy New Year, all.
May the coming year be a good one.
May the coming year be a good one.
Remec
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Wow...I hadn't realized you were so far ahead of us timewise. Well, Happy Happy to you too, may the new year bring you less troubles and more fulfillment than the old.
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Happy New Year Star 
May the new year bring a way to turn all the hot air from politicians into something useful
May the new year bring a way to turn all the hot air from politicians into something useful
Roxanne Appleby
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G'night, Starkers. Happy New Year to you and all here.
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*consults the clock with a bleary eye & sighs* .... not here yet - damn it.
Happy New Year to those already there! May it fulfill all your expectations!
Happy New Year to those already there! May it fulfill all your expectations!
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An hour earlier than that for me.
I hate being on the tail end of New Year's Eve. But it's always cool to see New Year's make it's way around the globe. I hope we'll hear from other parts of the planet: Singapore? India? Russia? Shout out folks!
Might as well get the champagne poppin' and the party rockin'
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A toast to all!
In the New Year, may your right hand always be stretched out in friendship, never in want.
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We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called "Opportunity" and its first chapter is New Year's Day. Edith Lovejoy Pierce
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Happy New Year everyone~
Mary
In the New Year, may your right hand always be stretched out in friendship, never in want.
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We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called "Opportunity" and its first chapter is New Year's Day. Edith Lovejoy Pierce
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Happy New Year everyone~
Mary
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Still 9 hours to go here.
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