Mama elephant & baby 2013
Photo by Cindi Pastore


Buckle my shoe.

The New Year is here.

As of yesterday.

One day.

Come and gone.

And we’re off.

Into 2019.

Whether you say “Two Thousand Nineteen.”

Or “Twenty Nineteen.”

It’s a fact.

It’s here.

New beginnings.

A fresh start.

Drop-kick 2018.

And drop-kick is what the Punchersdid all season.

Kicked every opponent to the curb.


And won State Championship.

What a way to end the year.

Now…out with the old.

In with the new.

New business.

New relationship.

New management.

New job.

New home.

New car.

New baby.

New idea.

Anything’s possible.

New product.

New hairstyle.

New recipe.

New adventure.

New neighbor.

New pet.

New fence.


Big hopes.

Big dreams.

Big plans.

Big schemes.

Big romance.

Allow for the possibility.

Play it any way you choose.

Make it or break it.

Take it or leave it.

Use it or lose it.

Practice makes perfect.

It’s a tabula rasa.

And it’s here.


Happy New Year.


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Renee Walker is a poet, writer, and real estate broker on the Square with her canine assistant, Buster.  


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