. . . there is a saying about leaving on a high note, and leaving this year will certainly be that — november and december were wild and wondrous times, with moving houses and cities several times, reacquainting with friends and family in far-off places, and moments so beautiful . . .
. . . and the year still feels so new, one can not help but look back, [just a little], and with ever so much fondness, and a bittersweet nostalgia, at the last, and so, with plain disregard to numbers & figures, a few favourites from the past year . . .
. . . one of those weeks that whirled by with a flourish, and in the midst of plans and...
