Oh the times they are a-changing!

 And having been alerted that this particular, long ignored blog of mine had set off a spark from Google's ever open eyes yesterday, today I thought I might excavate around the edges a little, and see if anything was to be learned about the latest Blogland update...

So far, I am merely pleased to find I can still access its innards, and my tiny photo smiles back at me, as of yore, when I leave comments. Methinks that's enough for one day!

How's this for an elegant hat stand? It's too beautiful to hide away under my fedora. ♥

Old and Young

As an Old Blogger of 77, and taking the word 'Young' to mean something recently begun, this morning my interest in blogging began anew - a fresh start if you like. This lead me eventually to Imaginary Garden, and a diatribe about Fathers and Sons.
It reminded me of something I wrote many moons ago, but which seemed perfectly apt for this subject:-

New For Old

Seasons roll forward,
Earth spins onward
in its elliptical round.

Old Year to New Year,
time’s cogs change gear.
Bells herald it with their sound.

Flaunting its drab gown,
Old Year winds down,
greeting the year that’s to come.

Wipe all the slates clean,
then dream a new dream.
Happy New Year everyone!


If The Old greets The New in a spirit of cooperation, without harping on sins of past generations, or imagining possible faults of  future generations, then I would predict there may be hope for all !