Rick and I stayed home last night, choosing to celebrate New Year's Eve safe and warm, in our own little house. It was so cold and icy outside, we just couldn't find a reason to bundle up and slip-slide around with all the crazy drunks on the roads. Most of our friends did the same, and it was fun to have Facebook as a meeting place. We had beautiful gourmet party snacks and champagne, and while Rick played DJ, I brought some wire and beads in from the studio, and made... tiaras. I'm not sure what sparked this idea, but it was a lot of fun, if a little tough on my hands. I made two, and have ideas for a couple more at least. I love these. I think they have a sort of medieval look to them. I could see one on Gwyneth Paltrow, in Shakespeare In Love. And I love wearing them. I wore the white one last night... in fact I'm wearing it now. I might wear it every day, that's how much fun it is.
I woke up this morning to a glistening new day. I grabbed my camera, ran out the door into the 2º chill, and down the driveway in my bathrobe, to say hello and Happy New Year to Taos Mountain. If there's any such thing as a Sunny Morning Omen, well... the future's so bright, I better get a new pair of shades. Something that can handle the dazzling promise of a shiny new year.
I hope your own outlook is just as bright. If it's not, make this picture your computer's wallpaper and look at it any time you need to. From where we stand on this auspiciously numbered day -- 1-1-11 -- there's a long road ahead. It might be a bit slippery in spots, but it's smooth and straight, with beauty all along the way, and a Great Encourager towering over us, beckoning us to move forward. Sappy and dramatic, I know, but that's just how I feel today. Life is good. Feel the glow. Here we go.