Sunday, December 31, 2023


It was twelve by the village clock
When he crossed the bridge into Medford town.
He heard the crowing of the cock,
And the barking of the farmer's dog,
And felt the damp of the river fog,
That rises after the sun goes down.

 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Wishing everyone a wonderful New Year, hopefully one filled with peace, comfort, and joy.  Lots and lots of joy.



Tworivers said...

You too man! And you forgot, lots and lots and lots of Wealth and Abundance!!

Rot said...



Lady M said...

Happy New Years Rot!

Mike C(JASONV123) said...

Happy new years Rot!

Caffeinated Joe said...

Happy 2024!

Rot said...

Thanks so much, guys!