A New Month

Sunday 1st September 2013

I love a new month. All minty fresh like a new note book. Thirty days spread out before me, fresh pages, new beginnings, that is what I like about it, as every new month turns I feel I can turn over another page and start again fresh in the knowledge that I contain and plan within my thirty or thirty-one days but then by the end of the second week the month seems to have tired of its new start and everything is mundane again and the notebook I opened for my new project lies in a pile with all the others and when I scan the pages I struggle to remember what my project was.

New beginnings, new phases in our lives. I think we have discarded the old rituals too soon, the markers that pinned the passing of seasons and our passing from one stage in our lives to another. A great topic for writing I think - new beginnings!