It's the time of year that I take a walk out to a particular tree that is festooned with mistletoe in easy reach, and take a sprig home with me.
The weather was reasonably bright yesterday afternoon, so off I went. By the time I got to the tree, there was sunshine with showers, and a rainbow was forming over Clyro in the distance. Around the roots of the tree, a wren was hopping, and overhead a red kite was soaring.
I'm choosing to believe that these are all good omens for the coming year.
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