Open morning

Golden sunshine, heavy with promise, cuts across the mist rising from the cold flowing Ohio river of December's last day.

The last day brings a host of last things...

Sitting at the breakfast table across from The Saint (my wife, who must be a saint to have put up with me these past 25 years). Fresh coffee, a two egg omelette, three sausage links and two slices of buttered toast. It won't be the last time sitting across the table...but it will likely be the last of the cardio-challenging breakfasts.

Inexorably the river flows...

Off to the office - yes, working on New Years Eve... I could have taken a vacation day - but there are those last sniggling year-end-roll-over issues that Information Systems Administrators need to watch over. So working today isn't really a bad thing - I would have been called in anyway. Besides, it is very quiet today... everyone else, well, almost everyone else opted to take the vacation day...

...and the river flows...