Osler's Razor

 So, yeah, I loved my dad's (maybe my mom's) haiku for the new year:

A hope filled new year 
365 days 
less the first twenty

Year 2020 
was spent in retreat and fear
our eyes were opened 

We will push refresh
button stored up ideas
will come pouring out. 

We also had this uplift from Desiree:

New year, new journeys!
So much to explore this year,
places near and far.

And from Ann:

Oh 2021
One day at a time ahead
Again and again.

Incoming from Louisville, via Jill Scoggins:

We eat for good luck
as if black-eyes, greens, cornbread
could bring the magic.

And, to round things out, this was the Medievalist's:

Jan 1 a new year,
We survived last year,
Let us live the new.

# posted by Mark Osler @ 1:00 AM