2026: it's all ahead of us

I was up betimes and out about m'chores. Sheep fed, self fed, fuel stacked, fire laid, sofa weighted, sunrise saluted, all good:

Now I'm back at the keyboard, ready for a hard day's bloggin'. There is one mince-pie left, it has my name on it . . . for later. Dau.I and Dau.II spent the night with their Besties up in Greystones at least partly so they could catch the sunrise on the beach. Here's one for pilgrims - and we're all pilgrims whether we realise it or not 

Good luck. I fear we are living in interesting times but I'm with Dr Pangloss « Tout est au mieux dans le meilleur des mondes possibles ». And try not to forget The Dispossessed:

While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay,
There are frail forms fainting at the door;
Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say
Oh! Hard times come again no more.