Wednesday, January 2, 2013

New year. Part I.

The New Year.
We were ready for this one,
more so than most other years.
We had holiday time with both our families,
and then we booked a bed and breakfast in Old Saybrook,
a little old mariner town in Connecticut.
Hiding for New Year's Eve is our thing.
And while in Japan a few years ago over the New Year,
we fell in love with their celebrations of "firsts".
Like the first visit to a temple in the new year,
or hatsuhinode, the first sunrise of the new year.
And so, every year we try to be somewhere special for that first sunrise.
Meryl's been talking about estuaries
(where fresh water meets salt water)
with her poetry collective,
and Old Saybrook point is where the Connecticut River meets the Long Island Sound.
There are also two lighthouses right there,
Saybrook Breakwater Lighthouse
(the one pictured on all the 'preserve our sound' license plates)
and Lynde Point Light, the one we were next to on the docks.
I love lighthouses, sunsets and sunrises,
and new years.
2013 was off to a beautiful start.









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