Can you believe it’s the last day of the year? In Scotland, New Year’s Eve is known as Hogmanay. In times gone by, New Year’s was a much more important holiday in Scotland than Christmas was. I remember going with the Dafter’s school class to the Aberdeen City Archives, where we were shown the school records for Christmas Day in a Victorian school. I’ve been told that even in the 1970s, quite a few people worked on Christmas Day – but New Year’s, and the days following, were holidays for everyone. Tina has published a post that explains the history behind this here.
These past few days for us have been days of rest, company – friends old and new – and there have been quite a few opportunities for Michael and I to get out just the two of us. A rare treat! At the weekend, we ventured into town. We were early enough that it was very enjoyable:
Do you know, I do love a good department store! But that’s the subject of another post. We had a coffee in a cafe just off these balconies, and it was just such a treat.
In case you think I’m making it up about Hogmanay, here’s the sign outside John Lewis (see the reflection of Michael patiently waiting for me to take another crazy photo?):
This morning we explored a different part of Glasgow, and I found myself thinking I’d stumbled back home into Oregon somehow:
This is such a special time of year. A time to look backwards and reflect (so many blessings to count!), and a time to look forwards to a fresh start, and new discoveries. “Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky” as the Tennyson verse goes. This year we actually have a front and a back door to open, to let out the old year and let in the new. I will miss hearing the boats blow their horns in Aberdeen harbour, but I daresay there may be some fireworks going off around our new neighbourhood, and a spirit of celebration.
Here’s to 2014! I hope it brings you all peace, and every blessing. Ooh, I can’t wait!!