There are so many things I could say about the past year. But for tonight, I wish to look ahead, not on the past. I'll leave that for another time. Perhaps when we can turn the page on our calendar and mark that new year. It was a gorgeous last day of autumn. Sunny. Warm. It has looked like winter for weeks. A walk was due and taken. At sunset, I stood outdoors and watched the sun go down, so early here as it drops behind the hills. This is the night that all others are based on. The return of the light. My candles are lit.