Into sunsets and a hornet’s nest
The bower that yields begins to break.
Here, the paths run dusted
In want for bicycles and dreams.
… and in celebration, I just signed up for web hosting with a new service provider, and they’re blazing fast!
Speaking of new beginnings, there is a Chinese superstition claiming that your zodiac year will be plagued by ill fortune. Last year, my Grandmother even sent us (twin sister and I) red strings to tie around our waists to ward off the occasional tragedy. Not that any of this hocus pocus stuff makes sense or anything but I’m glad we’re out of the Year of the Rooster. Onward! And a new year it is.