Or at least it would be if we hadn’t adopted the Gregorian calendar in 1752.*
Personally, I’m all for the new year beginning in Spring. Spring, with it’s blossoms, buds, and baby lambs exudes the kind of newness that encourages fresh starts, while January is, to me, the height of winter, only encouraging stodgy puddings and hibernation.
This is of course an attempt to gloss over my 4 month blogging absence, and explain a change of direction that would have coincided nicely with the new year most of us celebrate.
If you can cast your mind back to my Autumn 2013 posts (or, you know, scroll down and take a look) you’ll remember that I was beginning a sabbatical year to concentrate on writing. The discovery, in November, that I am incubating an alien lifeform which will emerge in July 2014 to destroy life as we know it meant looking again at my hopes and plans for 2014. Not helped by 2 months of morning sickness.
Sadly this means saying goodbye to plans of further study in the immediate future. As I’m unlikely to return to the ‘regular’ workforce for a few more years it’s also encouraged me to stop playing at writing, and treat it like a job. With that in mind I felt it was time to move the blog away from study and toward my current endeavours. I suspect books and stationery will still feature heavily, but beyond that it’s all new territory.
I hope you’ll stay with me on the journey.
*Yes, fellow calendar geeks I know it’s a bit more complicated than that; just allow me my artistic licence, ok?