Nothing like a few hours at sea to welcome you into a new year. My legs are only just losing their sea wobble, an after effect I'd forgotten about and was putting down to food at first.
No dolphins spotted from deck. But heading out onto the abandoned space, I braced myself against the wind just as a huge and low shooting star fell. I wondered if I was the only person to see it, and if the size of it meant it was space junk instead.
The season to make wishes, not resolutions.