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Tuesday, 31 December, New Year's Eve 2013

The last day of December, the last photo in my month of recording each day, and the last day of the year, and I have been trying to think about the best image for today's post.  I decided that a candle would do very nicely.

A lit candle shines in the dark.  Its light shines in memory of those left behind during the year and, looking ahead, it is our enduring symbol of hope.  I think that we need hope, going into a new year. Hope that on a global scale the human race starts to behave itself a little better.  The hope that this new year will be a peaceful and happy one for as many people as possible.  I know that there will be millions whose fortunes will not change just because we tip from an old year into a new one, but hope springs eternal and my lit candle is keeping them, especially children, in my thoughts and holding them securely in mind.
I hope you will visit the running wave from time to time in 2014.  Please leave your comments if you feel like it.  I would love to hear from you.  Thank you for visiting in 2013.


Happy New Year

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