As we launch into a bright, shiny new set of 12 months, something to ponder:

“New Year’s is the first page of a 365-page book: Write a good one!” Brad Paisley

And a lovely gem from the divine, divining Emily Dickinson:

“We never know how high we are
Till we are called to rise;
And then, if we are true to plan,
Our statures touch the skies.

The heroism we recite
Would be a daily thing,
Did not ourselves the cubits warp
For fear to be a king.”