New Year

They don't know it's New Year's Day...

As R Burns said to the mouse...

Still thou art blest, compar'd wi' me
The present only toucheth thee:
But, Och! I backward cast my e'e.
On prospects drear!
An' forward, tho' I canna see,
I guess an' fear!

On the other hand, at the moment there is every reason to feel cheerful and not "drear".