Seems hard to believe that another year has rolled by. We have all done yet another orbit of the sun.
TuMS has reported that tummy mountain is in the same position in space as it was a year ago. This news has been greeted by the cicadas with complete indifference. They seem to be only concerned about the Kookaburras, who like to eat them.
I suppose... if I was them... I would be more concerned about the Kookaburras too, than abstract concepts about our relative position in space.
Another year gone, and The Little One (being the eldest) has declared herself "a life authoritist." I think this is a good thing. She seems pretty sure about a lot of things. I am more uncertain about a lot of things.
One of the things Tummy Mountain's newly appointed Life Authoritist has told me is to avoid "panthemists."
Wee Small nodded in agreement with this wise statement.
I am uncertain what a "panthemist"actually is.
Is it a panther? Is it a phantom? Is it a phantom panther? Is it a person who studies phantom panthers?
They cannot tell me. All The Little One can tell me is to avoid them.
I assure them that I will avoid panthemists.
So there you have it.
And so it is time for the little ones to wave to you all that have followed them and their adventures over the year, and have shared with us all your little one's adventures too, as all these wee little ones (and us not so little ones) try and make sense and nonsense of this world around them.
Happy Next Orbit and Avoid Panthemists