“And what does January hold? Clean account books. Bare diaries. Three hundred and sixty-five new days, neatly parceled into weeks, months, seasons.  A chunk of time, of life, waiting to be filled…those first notes like an orchestra tuning up before the play begins!” — Phyllis Nicholson

 

• “At Christmas, play and make good cheer, for Christmas comes but once a year.” — Thomas Tusser