maybe it starts now...

I'm not sure if I really started the new year on the first of January. 

Of course I want to believe that I did, because that's what we do. That's what we all do. Right? We get a new planner or a new calendar and it's all pretty with lots of blank boxes to fill up and lines to write on and then to make it extra special, we get a new pen to write with and then all of a sudden we blink and it's February and we wonder where we've been and what we've been doing. Or wait...maybe that's just me. 

All I know for sure is that today, the first of this month, feels more new to me than it did a month ago and I'm okay with that. But when March shows up and if this same feeling washes over me again...well, it's going to be one strange year.

Oh and the bird, you ask. It's an older photo, but it was taken here in Florida and since that's where I am right this minute and since the same bird showed up today while we were eating lunch {okay fine, it wasn't the same bird but they all look the same} and ate a chip {hold the guacamole} right of my hubby's hand, I decided the photo was worth sharing a second time.