|Fire Shawl from Queen Anne's Lace|
I know many will sing the Robbie Burns poem "Auld Lang Syne" at New Year, which means literally -
"old long since", or more idiomatically, "long long ago", "days gone by" or "for (the sake of) old times". It's a tear jerker - luckily we sing it just once a year, many under the influence of the finest Scots whiskey, to mask all the emotion - "it wasn't me; it was the drink."
But it was you/us/we. It is our fate, to say too often, good-bye. We'll say good bye to a year or years that have passed and hello to the coming year and hope that our chimneys or the environmental equivalent will smoke - long may your windmills turn, your heart beat, your ideas flourish, your children shine, and your legacy enrich - may your spirit be the coal that fires new chimneys!!!
Happy New Year!