two things i will keep close as we all roll into a new year:

1) the reverential hush that every poetic sunset, decorated night sky and morning birdsong evokes. the day i cease to wonder is the day they bury me.

2) the rigorous honesty and open-heartedness of friends who are more family than they’ll ever know.

2012, lets see you stride in with all the bold swagger of a proud mountain range.